Someone check on #18 this morning

If expos‚ breaks later today that a jogger, out-moded on his morning manufacture somewhere on the beaches of Malibu, stumbles across a swollen, boring stiff that the sea has vomited ashore, dont be surprised if its Sasha Vujacic.

During pattern night's Western Confrence chlinching win, the Lakers spastic grease ballEuro-fabulous guard, in the waning seconds of the already definite contest hoisted up a irrelevant 3 pointer as the buzzer sounded, making the final get even 100-92 Lakers.  And lately as any kindly degenerate gambler would, we without hesitation ran to the computer to corroboration what the Vegas line was...the MGM had it Lakers -7.5.

For Vujacic's purposes, lets count the power was tubby on LA matrix night.