I want this to be my Halloween costume, but sadly, it is not really a widely distributed image. As of now, only I would enjoy Chef Dirk Nowitski. Make it happen dudes, so I can be the Slamming Saucier and the Shooting Sous-Chef.
So there is a fine movie about how the Sonics were moved from Seattle to Oklahoma City. It's available online and is free. Its quite interesting, although a bit depressing to see how the city of Seattle got screwed by the owner, and how the NBA didn't really care. All because the citizens of Seattle had the audacity to not fund a new stadium only a dozen years after they had with the Key Arena.
I really enjoy Greg Oden. While he hasn't done much in the NBA, due to the proclivity his limbs have to shatter, he was a fun site on campus at OSU. I always got a kick seeing him wander around, particularly since you could spot him from over a block away. I hope to name a pet in his honor.
Why should I like Greg Oden more than a Darko Milicic, Blake Griffin, or some other draft bust?
Oden rocks at karaoke:
He also was an aspiring dentist: "I wanted to be a dentist when I was younger," Oden says, ironic, considering he recently had 11 cavities filled because of his sweet tooth. "But then I started to get big and realized that my hands were so big, I'd kind of scare the little kids away.