Bawful After Dark: Trade Deadline Apocalypse Edition

Gordon Hayward explores the possibility of a transition to football if this whole basketball thing doesn't work out
Real life has (unfortunately) interrupted my ability to track all the insane trade deadline action this year. (Boston's moves alone would have required four hours of typing I think) I'll let you guys talk about it in the comments. But in the meantime, I WILL share this with you: an amazing letter Dr. Dre wrote to his then-girlfriend/now-wife back in 1995. (Via Jamie Mottram) All I know is that I wish I was bad enough to end a letter "Wish I was up in that ass."

Oh, and congratulations Memphis. You have managed to be even more bawful than I ever could have dreamed. Way to miss the trade deadline while updating your Facebook and Twitter feeds, guys.

Worst of the Night in Pictures:

Javale McGee's weak shit = OUT OF HERE.

No matter how bad things get, at least I'm not a Generals fan

Aha! So it IS true! Marc Gasol is really just a giant pufferfish in a basketball jersey!

This pretty much sums up why this blog exists

The result of Carmelo eating a Caramello

Bryan Colangelo didn't respond well to being made fun of earlier today by us

Nationally Televised Games:
Heat at Bulls, TNT, 8pm: Hey Bulls players, please play some defense before Tom Thibodeau pops a blood vessel and/or his voice gets any more hoarse.

Celtics at Nuggets, TNT, 10:30pm: Watch out, Celtics. The Nuggets are finally ready to play -- they've acquired Kosta Koufos!!!

Also, trading away Kendrick Perkins means two or three fewer moving pick violations per game. So that's nice. Too bad the rest of their money-saving trades are like getting a Tiger Electronics handheld game instead of a Gameboy.