In life, there are things you stumble upon that you just don’t like. For example. Onions. Don’t like onions. Hate onions actually. Skidmarks. And not the kind you see on pavement. Just don’t like skidmarks. Fred Lewis. For all you San Francisco Giant fans, you’ll know who I’m talking about and I shouldn’t need to explain why I hate that little fucker that can’t do anything but swing and miss. Also on my do not like list – Beno. Beno Udrih actually.
After I unsuccessfully attempted to pawn Beno Udrih off on EBay a month ago, I found out that re-listing the Slovenian Tasmanian will be that much more difficult as the smelly Sacramento Kings point guard damaged his left knee ligament during the Euro Basketball Championships. He’s expected to miss at least three weeks of action (assuming all goes right) and has been sent to a knee specialist. Some place in Europe, Sergio Rodriguez is thrilled. Well, assuming he’s alive. Where is that guy…?
I’m a nice guy, really, I am. And just because I dislike Beno, I will not pray for a career ending injury which the NBA’s injury insurance policy will pick up. I will not do such a thing. I do not wear a hat. I will not eat green eggs and ham.
We can expect Beno and the turnovers to be ready by training camp. Lucky you.
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