It was in late January of 2008 that the Lakers last dropped three straight. At San Antonio. At Dallas. Home against Cleveland.
That was also the year L.A. was gift-wrapped an All-Star for Kwame Brown and that dude that went all Doc Holliday with Gilbert Arenas.
So, bring out the proverbial panic button. Wait, forget that. It's the Lakers.
After all, La-la land was over it a few hours later. The Oscars were on.
Ryan Seacrest was front-and-center and the skid was kaput in the minds of Los Angelinos. Oscar Sunday trumps a Lakers losing streak. Duh.
After all, it's Kobe. It's Phil. It's Tinsel Town. They probably don't even own a panic button.
Big whoop. L.A. was 46-15, and after three games on the east coast, the record now stands at 46-18.
Who cares? After all, it is Southern California.
It's Hawaii-lite.
Sunshine 362 days a year, some gusty winds and a couple downpours in the other few and far between days and that's about it.
And as the defending NBA champion Lakers have always done, they attract crowds. At Staples Center and all around the country.
They're the Boston Red Sox of professional basketball. Fans crawl out of the rotted woodwork when Kobe and Co. are in town—in the bunches, too.
The Lakers are the most-talented team in the association. They have two All-Star caliber seven-footers and the deadliest player in the game.
They have the only guy that could guard Kevin Durant straight up. And he comes off the bench.
And now, there's Ron Artest. Adjectives galore coming to mind. Overload, actually.
You know the dude. He's Ron Artest, and when he showed up with his hair dyed yellow and a purple inscri...
Article Source: Bleacher Report - Los Angeles Lakers
