Report Cards: Sarunas Jasikevicius.
Shoot him, Don! Shoot him!
I joke, I joke! I kid, I kid! Sarunas, Sarunas, Sarunas. Oh how the Bay was prepared to embrace you. Just like Sarunas the first. Rooney. And just like we were prepared to embrace Donny J. back when Nash Bridges was but a promising pilot. But alas, it took only a few short months before I personally witnessed a camera-equipped canary yellow Plymouth Barracuda get booed while film rolled on Folsom Street in the city. And sadly, that too was your fate as a GS Dub. I still have a more-than-robust soft spot for your personal dismantling of the semi-dream team that the USofA fielded in Athens. But when the trade-day expectations tip the Beard’s scales at a full “Hollywoodian,” we can be forgiven for our fury when all we get is a “Don Johnson” (for whom I also reluctantly admit that I have a soft spot, but I digress). Sadly though, that is your grade. Straight stubble.
Pateicība,
Daniel Turman
PS. In memory of what could have been, watch and remember.
I heard that Don Nelson couldn’t pronounce his name and just called him the cabbage. Like, “Hey, Cabbage, get in the game!” Sarunas Jasi-cabbage-us needs to step up, or step on.
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