Oops, I Did It Again! The Chicago Bulls S57 Presser
Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2022 1:29 am
Garbage Man dances to the podium, shucking and jiving at the United Center press event after another trip to the finals and another PBSL championship. He's a little buzzed still, because after so long, this shit just gets tedious, and you need something to help make it through the day.
GM: Who's got 8 rings and 2 thumbs? THIS GUY!
He points to himself with his thumbs, beaming as the gold gleams off his knuckles. Ok, so he's more than a little buzzed.
GM: Now before I come up here and talk about the offseason, and before I talk about how proud I am of last year's team and yada yada yada, I'd like to introduce to you a man who needs no introduction around here...a man who won 4 championships with us and was Finals MVP in one of those, a three time steals leader, the current all time steals leader, and newly minted Hall of Famer, Silky Johnson!
The crowd goes wild as Silky Johnson, wearing a fur coat over a purple and black striped suit with matching pimp hat and a gold-tipped cane. He also looks drunk as he takes the podium. He gets a standing ovation.
Silky: Good evening, everybody. First off, I would like to thank the Bulls organization for being too cheap to keep me on the roster past the trade deadline so I could win a fifth championship and be tied with Richard Hunt. I hope they cut you, but in actuality, they're probably going to keep you on the team for bird rights, overpay you a lot of money down the road and trade you and Aron Lizard Gizzard or whatever his name is for someone who can still play basketball. Speaking of overpaid, I want to congratulate the Bulls on getting rid of Daniel Yandell. He's five steals away from breaking my career record, so Dan, if you're watching this, I hope you break both of your hands before you can sully the PBSL archive by replacing me as steals leaders. Somebody get me the number for Tonya Harding's bodyguard. That's all I have to say, so GarbageMan can bore you to death by talking about how the team is retooling and won't win the championship next season.
The crowd starts chanting "Hate" and booing, but Garbageman is passed out drunk, so Silky stays up there.
Silky: Fine, I guess I'll have to do this as a new brand ambassador for the Bulls. Now, like I said, the Bulls aren't going to win a championship this year. They brought back Michael Sneed and Talen Horton-Tucker, but as good as they are, that's not enough to bring home another ring. But then again that's not the goal. You see, to get these last two titles, the Bulls had to sacrifice a lot to get that steals record stealing bastard Dan Yan. They gave up Lyle Galloway and their 2047 pick. But since the tax bill was so high that they had to cut me midseason, they knew this would be a reset year and traded away that gimpy PF Les Kim to the Thunder for Aron with one A and pick 14. The brass offered pick 14 to the Spurs for the Bulls 2047 pick back, and any GM in there right mind probably would've taken that. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, right? Not for Eazy P, apparently. So yes, the goal of this season is simply to make sure the Bulls draft pick is no better than pick 14.
HATE! HATE! HATE!
Silky: At the same time, the Bulls want to reset their tax, so they gave the nobody they drafted at pick 14 to the Heat in exchange for the Heat swapping Yandell's outlandish contract for John Blakemore and 55 million dollars off the books. After getting Sneed and THT back on maxes, that didn't leave a whole lot of room to fill out a winning roster, and the fish weren't really biting in UFA, so the Bulls filled out their projected starting lineup by giving Luigi Leathers back to the Lakers for Mason Dixon and Ferguson Olney...a true spite move since they're both very likely one year rentals on a team that isn't even trying to win a championship. Other than that, the offseason wasn't too exciting. Richie Plott came back, so they've got an athletic, tall guy to come off the bench and be allergic to defense, and then they raided a funeral home for the rest of their depth. Look at these ghouls. Jame Hector's vertical is the same whether he's jumping or standing. Miguel Thomas is so weak now that he pays someone to drink the first half of his gatorade so he can lift the bottle. If you ask me, the Spurs have a late lotto pick on their hands. And speaking of asking me, ask me some questions. I don't give a rat's ass.