You are a true Bulls historian and your love of large white men rings true with me.
]]>You know you’re my guy, and I will happily giggle along with you at the expense of many an NBA idiot, but I draw the line at Bill Wennington!!!
I can still remember the first time I saw him in a game. I am sitting in the TV room at the men’s dorm on the campus of Olivet Nazarene watching a game. Phil Jackson, (the cool one from back then, not the lame Phil Jackson that we see now) makes a minor substitution of some big white guy for another big white guy. Whatever. Jordan is still in the game, so all eyes are on him. The Bulls have the ball, the Bulls miss the shot. …Out of nowhere comes this huge dude to grab the rebound and slam it home in one amazing movement. IT WAS GIGANTIC! IT WAS THUNDEROUS!!! …It was waived off because the ball had not left the cylinder. Turns out that’s not illegal in the Italian league that Bill played in previously. Anyway, that was the genesis of my bromance with Bill Wennington. Strangley athletic for a white guy? Check.
Secondly, Bill had a kick-a** beard. Not like the weak excuse for facial hair that Captian Kirk works with, but an honest-to-goodness real beard. Manly? Check.
Also, Mr. Wennington had his own McDonalds burger. Does anyone else remember the Wennington Burger? Just the memory of it makes my stomach feel a little upset; You have no idea how many of those I ate in the month it was available. Let’s just say my wife was getting worried. Culinary Skills? Check.
Matt, I am sure you can now plainly see that your jokes about Mr. Wennington were unfounded. The only thing that Mr. Wennington seems to be lacking is nunchuk skills. Clearly, this is a man to be celebrated, not mocked. A real Wennington jersey for under $80??? It sounds like a steal to me.
…Stay tuned for my next chapter on the increadible career of Dalibor Bagaric!
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