Game 3 vs. Houston: Just Kill Me Now*

No heart.
No pride.
No will.
No brains.
No defense.
No guts.
No glory.**

*Lest anyone accuse of me overreacting and point out that it’s only been three games, I must explain that it’s not just been three games, but more like 30 in a continuation of last season. At this point, I would trade Boozer for Whiny Girl McGrady. And I would throw in cars from LHM dealerships for Rockets management to facilitate the deal if necessary.

**How ironic that Deron got those tats covered up over the summer.

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