blazers on the downslide

Paul Allen, RAIDER JON’S GOT YR NUMBER!
(watch out, tho, Raider Jon: Paul Allen’s the Cascadian answer to a Kennedy. You don’t want yr girl to find you all laid up on the futon with an empty bottle of valium on the dresser, a week’s worth of dirty clothes in the hamper, and enough forlorn journal entries for the coroner to rule yr shit a “suicide”)
NOTES:
* Z-Bo is a nice dude who likes nice things and I, too, would’ve punched Ruben Patterson in the face
* John Nash is a bigoted fuckwad who chased Sheed away. I think if he hadn’t shown up with his iron fist, the Blazers would’ve pulled it together.
1999, friends. Sigh.
Unrelated memo to Rick Ross: IT’s MANUEL Noriega, dude. MANUEL!