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Friday, January 06, 2006

My Nigga Vince Young Yall

I just gotta get a couple sports oriented things out the way real quick.

-- yall know I brush my teeth with slick-playing guards in college, I like em' 6-2 - 6-4. Sometimes smaller. Over the past couple years I've had favs. Khalid El-Amin, Brandon Knight and most recently, my lil bro Chrissy, who by the way, is one of the top 4 or 5 points in the NBA.

Jason, Steven and Baron...those are the only kats you can snatch of lil Chris w/o much of an argument. As soon as u get into Stephon, Terrance Jerod, Gilbert, that French Pansy or anyone else, I'm dancin w/ my lil bro. His team running skills and offense orchestrating is like Miles during the Bitches Brew session when he was arranging electric jazz music with like, 100 musicians...he wasn't at his peak as an orchestrator, but you knew he was onto something.

With that said...my new college nigga is Foye fron Nova. Please check for him all year. He's a nightmare and a dream at the same time. with swagger, at that.

And then I got lil Dee. I'm not a big fan of his game or his build, but he's a lil street gangsta nigga from the Chi and he plays like it. I remember last season how my man Chuck -- always a fan of bruisers, whether it was Shaq, Barkley or simply Scott Skiles fouling someone hard -- was tellin me how Dee bullied lil Chris in their matchup last season. Just straight up got in his chest like a thug and asked "What now?" I didnt like it at the time, cause he was friskin my lil bro, but u gotta admire that kinda steez from a sub-6 kid.

--- and last but not least, Vince Young Yall. Thats his new name as far as I'm concerned. Because his presence must be announced and highlited whenever his name is mentioned. That Rose Bowl performance was an absolute fiasco. it was a disaster. it was criminal, it was heinous, it was filthy, it was nasty, it was debauched, it was magnificent.

Couldnt believe it. Youve all heard this by now, but I'm one of those people that will swear to u that I had no doubt, whatsoever, that he was scoring on that last drive. the dude is a revelation...like literally, a revelation. I felt like the apostle John watchin him Wednesday. There were times when I was covering my eyes 'cause sun was shinin so bright.

Now, I'm not going any further than that. don't know how sun is gonna do in the NFL. don't even wanna be one of the flipfloppers calling for a Heisman recount or anything. I'm just saying that I was mesmerized by his performance and no one has done that to me in college football since Desmond Howard. and this was on a whole nother level.

But the biggest thing is that he seems to be a good dude. he reminds me of some my country friends that i call cool *** country niggas. My niggas Josh and Glen from Charlotte come to mind first. Just some easy-going, good-natured, fun kats. You see my man Vince doing the male-version of the chicken head on stage? you hear my man in the middle of the field say he was bringin the trophy "Back to Austin baby!" and he said with that Houston, country-nigga inflection, too. And of course, lets not even talk about his reaction after he scored the go-ahead TD on 4th-5 w/ less than a minute in the 4th quarter. lets not get on how he didnt say one word, pump one fist, nothing. It was the illest touchdown celebration, maybe ever. Dude was in a straight trance and cradled the football like it was his baby. It was like he was meditating on the moment and didnt wanna ruin it gettin crunk, but he was also so gangsta that he didnt have to, since it was clear that he just made history.

I'm a fan people. i don't care if he's out of the NFL after his first year, I'm forever a fan.

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