What’s with Steve Nash’s short haircut? That’s so un-L.A. of him. Maybe he’ll get his tips frosted like Prince Fielder. That’s right, I said tips. But for the right price, they’ll pretty much frost anything around here.
Welcome to Los Angeles, Mr. Nash. I think we might have a spot for you, especially if you can play a little third base. We’d also like to see what you can do opposite “Glee.”
L.A. survival lesson No. 1:
1. Look both ways before crossing the street.
2. Have your personal assistant cross the street for you.
Bad haircut or not, Mr. Nash, you’ve added a certain spark to Laker Nation.
“There’s a level of panache that comes with that acquisition,” says Peter Shankman, a branding and social media specialist. “If nothing else, it’s going to give people something fun to talk about. Never underestimate the sheer magic that change can bring.”
Now, “panache” and “magic” are terms we can relate to out here. Our new mayor is named Magic. And I think there might be a Pixar character named Panache. Or maybe that’s my attorney.
The important thing is that the Lakers finally have a player to root for again, though you have to wonder how that acquisition scissored the brain waves of poor Derek Fisher. Ostensibly, the Lakers needed a younger point. Now they have an even older point. What’s the point? Fisher must be beside himself.
Hopefully, he won’t try to get his tips frosted.
“I think it’s kind of a wake-up call,” Shankman adds on Nash. “He’s is going to come in with a level of enthusiasm that’s been lost a bit.”
Stealing a page from the NFL, the National Bling Assn. seems always in the news, even during the off-season. Usually, reading about the NBA in midsummer is a little like reading about the New Hampshire primary two years out. So much can happen.
But get a load of the NBA lately. First, they move a team to Brooklyn. That’s panache.
Then Lamar Odom comes to the Clips, then Nash comes to the Lakers, then Ray Allen goes to the Heat. Add in address changes for Jason Kidd, Joe Johnson, Rashard Lewis….
L.A. survival lesson No. 2:
1. Our Ferraris sometimes look like Lamborghinis.
2. Our women sometimes look like Lamborghinis.
Honestly, the NBA gets more adorable by the minute. Stir in the recent musings by David Stern that the most elite players may never participate in another Olympics, and you have America’s most popular new sitcom.
Or maybe it’s a sequel to “Dumb & Dumber.”
