Picture Shrimp Linguine Alfredo. Yup. The hubby gets it in on the dinner scene. Nothing like a home-cooked meal. Thank you.

I’m cheesin’ now

Everything & Anything

Down, but not out.

So it’s the Summer of 2009 and the weather we’ve all been expecting has finally kicked in. Thank you David Suzuki. No matter how late the blistering sun has decided to show up, I for one am grateful it has arrived…but this also means the beginning of the 2009-2010 NBA Season is around the corner, and do you know what hasn’t happened yet? Allen Iverson doesn’t have a team to play for.

Yep. That’s right - the 6′0, 180 lb guard with a career boasting 27 PPG, 6 APG, a Rookie of the Year award, 1 League MVP, 4 scoring titles, 2 All-Star MVPs, and a trip to the finals with the rest of the Sixers on his back after 16 years of Philly not even being there - does not have a team to play on yet.

And do you know what the worse part is? Most of us, and I mean you, don’t even care.

The stats I just listed are things that show up on his player card, but the things that aren’t mentioned are also some of the most significant moments in basketball history. We forget how he changed the face of players by making it okay for arms to be covered in tattoos and players to have their hair weaving in and out like a maze - an image that many of us embraced whole-heartedly. Allen Iverson single handedly made it okay to break MJ’s ankles and took the notion of having a lot of heart to a new level. While all of this was a wagon many ball players jumped on with the most excitement, it felt like the best thing since…anything.

But now, with the season about to begin a lot of us have forgotten about that and have simply brushed off all his accomplishments as “things of the past.” Since when is everything he’s given us as fans now not good enough?

While the media continues to pile on the dirt by claiming his reign is over most of us have decided to go along with it by picking up a shovel of our own. Where is the loyalty? We (I still mean you) don’t even route for him as an underdog (be clear, he’s NOT an underdog). Do you know how many times I hear supposed AI fans say, “Iverson is my favourite player, but look what he did this year in Detroit.”

Huh?

Am I missing something here? Is there a point I’ve overlooked or a situation I’ve misinterpreted? Because this is Allen Iverson that we’re talking about right? RIGHT?

The NBA has been dying to tear Iverson down since day one when he didn’t have the face they were looking to sell and now that Chauncey Billups and the Denver Nuggets are the “perfect” justification for demoting him we’re all swallowing this BS like it’s Sunday dinner. Some of you need to open your eyes and remember the guy who was spitting blood into his uniform just so he could stay in the game.

SMH. It’s not over for the crossover King, not by a long shot. Which ever team decides to take a “chance” on him this season will be one that knows that too. And just like he’s had to do for his entire career he’ll prove himself all over again. So forget what they told you, he’s still The Answer I believe in.

See what SLAM Mag had to say about AI on both sides:

The End of Iverson?
How Quickly We Forget

Also peep the video below to remember the love you once had:

Peace.

Everything & Anything

And the reason why you record your notes in another forum is so that when/if you lose them you’re not royally screwed. F-bombing up the place.

Everything & Anything

“When you resort to violence it means you have already lost.” - Sean Connery

Everything & Anything

Every chance I get. And none of this makes any cents.

Every chance I get to contribute to a cause I love or even like I do it. I’m willing to lend my time and efforts while sharpening my skills in the process.

And none of this makes any cents because most of these causes don’t pay me any money.

Everything & Anything

“How much pity should others have on the gambler who bet their world on the horse who showed no signs of wanting to run?” - Shannon Boodram

Everything & Anything

I’m a writer, right.
Except I don’t write what other writers write, right.

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The cursor is blinking again, but I’m done.

Everything & Anything, Poetry

Any excuse just to
see you.
Any excuse just to
breathe you.
Staring at the thoughts of
you, wondering how bad
I could really
need you.

Poetry

This poem is one I had tucked away for a very long time. It came to me one day over a comment someone (I can’t remember who now) made about the girls in the R. Kelly home made video who “wanted” to have sex with him, therefore there wasn’t a crime. As usual I got pissed off, and as usual so did my pen. So that’s also to let you know that this story is not mine, but I know it belongs to many others, too many in fact. I’ve finally finished it to my liking so I hope you all enjoy it.

She Knows She Wanted It
By: Crystal ‘Clear’ Coburn

Daddy the man that touched me
knew I was underage
He said I was close enough to a woman
Only a few years short of my woman stage
He did a lot of things to me
Some I know you’ll hate
But don’t worry I took it like a champ
I think I maybe, probably, sort of wanted it anyway

He said we could be better friends
when I turned old enough to vote
But for now we’ll have to be in secret
Because no one will understand
They can’t know
I thought I should tell you though
‘cause maybe you wouldn’t mind
does it seem wrong to you?
My grown looking body you can’t deny
I’ve done it at school with the boys before
He said I was on point
I’m better than the other girls
You should have heard him beg for more

Don’t be mad at him Daddy
I’m practically 16
That’s a little less than half his age
At least I’m older than a preteen
Plus I’ve heard the way you talk
With your friends about the women who pass
Sizing up their figure
Nothing less than an hourglass
And I know he’ll like me more
You know, the guy that’s older than me
I have to become a big girl now
So don’t cry, at least not for me

You have always told me I’m pretty
A comment that is sometimes a bore
But maybe you should have told me
That he wouldn’t consider me
Nothing but a whore
And perhaps you should have told me
To wait until I’m ready
Maybe then
I wouldn’t have to look down
At my spreading belly

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Thank you for reading it.
Peace.

Poetry

This is an tiny excerpt from a poem I haven’t finished yet. Its the ending of it, but the whole piece isn’t good enough for me to post, unfortunately it still requires a lot of work. I really like where I’m going with this so I was too anxious to wait until I’m done. I promise though that when its all done I’ll post the full thing. Thank you for reading what little is right.

Innocent Young Girl (Unofficially)
By: Crystal Coburn

Innocent young girl
Your future is bright
I believe in you more than you know
Despite all the things
people predict you will be
There’s no telling how far you’ll go
Promise you won’t grow up too fast
And you’ll enjoy the age you are
Because as time goes by
You’ll realize
Life was perfect when it moved slow.

Poetry