This weekend’s “Cool It Award” goes to… LAVAR BALL. It will be his third time receiving this prestigious award in the past two weeks, and has officially moved into a whole new category of psycho. This is what he told ESPN on Saturday, “All I said was that my boy is going to play for the Lakers, and I’m going to speak it into existence.” It is like his kids are puppets and he’s the puppet master, just playing their lives out for them and setting ridiculous expectations. The saddest thing about Lavar is, he is taking away, not only from his kids, but from possibly the most gifted high school basketball player I’ve ever seen.
Meet Zion Williamson, he is a 6’7, 230 lb, full grown Junior out of South Carolina. If you haven’t heard this name, there’s no excuse now. This kid has handles, he has quickness, and he clearly doesn’t need to get bigger, because he continues to put these poor high school kids in body bags with a display of jaw-dropping dunks.
This was Saturday when he casually dropped 51/76 points for his team in the 2A South Carolina State Championship. What on Earth is a 5’7 scrawny white kid going to do against that? I’ll tell you what he should do. Stay on the bench, and when coach calls you in, you stay on the bench. It’s pretty simple, if you dare step on the court with Zion, pray you don’t get a personal invite to Zion’s endless highlight real. Personally, I like to see the player prove his worth on the court with his play, rather than have my dad say anything to get the attention back on him and his family.
“But he didn’t drop 92 points in a game like Lamelo did about a month ago.” Please. Lamelo cherry picked like he was getting paid. I could have dropped a 50 spot if I functioned on one side of the court like that. Zion likes to play defense, steal/ swat you, cross you, then, if you’re really up for it, put you on a poster faster than Lavar’s mouth moves. So go ahead, believe the hype of the Ball’s. Just know, Lamelo is jacking up 28 three’s in a playoff loss. So if I’m a University, I’m offering Zion. Simply because he’s touched the defensive side of the court before.