The Los Angeles Lakers

The Los Angeles Lakers are in dire straits. After going seven rounds with the Denver Nuggets in the opening round of the NBA playoff they were as of yesterday two games down on Oklahoma City Thunder, a competing basketball team. Kobe Bryant, once the shining prodigy poster boy of everything basketball and sexual harassment, seemed to be aging by the minute and hopelessly trailing Oklahoma star Kevin Durant, another basketball player. Laker star number 2, that ever evolving force of nature that calls itself Metta World Peace, was doing a fine job of keeping the Thunder at bay in defense, but was missing three point shots by the bucket load (He legally changed his name to World Peace in september of 2011. Recent efforts to abide by the name include a six game suspension for elbowing another player in the face as well as posting death threats to a competitors family on twitter).

The Lakers thus returned from Oklahama City to the Staples Center on friday with a big furry tail between their legs. Tension was at a high. Even the Laker supporter supreme himself, Jack Nicholson seemed concerned, the shaded red specs and Lacoste under striped jacket oozing with more old world Hollywood panache than usual. Early in the game, he rose from his customary court side seat to address the referee with Jimmy Hoffa like conviction and eyes as wide open as ever in the Shining.

When the Lakers dropped a 14-point lead from the first quarter to be down by 8 in the beginning of the fourth Jack snapped and yelled something to Kobe which does not bare repeating. Did it work? Of course , Kobe pulled himself up by his million dollar Nike shoelaces and proceeded to win the game for the Lakers. It was sports magic.

Even Magic himself (a former Borås Magic M7 star turned ESPN commentator anchor) was impressed.

"You want the truth! You can´t handle the truth! You all suck."