No blogging this past week with me being on vacation. Alas, I return to work on Monday, but with it brings the Yankees back home hosting the Mariners and Blue Jays, the July 4 holiday and the push towards UFC 100.
I haven't covered the Nets in a couple of years, but it was hard not to notice that the last of the Big Three was traded away. Vince Carter was dealt to the Orlando Magic on draft day in what was a salary purge for the Nets to place them in position to make a play for LeBron James or any out of the big free agent class of 2010. It's a great move for the future, but unless Rod Thorn somehow reels in a big name, it'll be a long and quiet season in the Swamp. Right now the biggest name on the roster is Devin Harris, but Brook Lopez and Courtney Lee look like future stars and one player they got back in the deal, Rafer Alston, is a native New Yorker with an expiring contract.
Tragically, the NBA Draft was overshadowed by the deaths of two cultural icons, Farrah Fawectt and Michael Jackson. I was a mere tot during Fawectt's Charlie's Angels days, but from what I recall and read she was the first of the modern-day supermodels and revolutionized what was "hot" and what became known as the "diva."
Jackson was the Elvis of my generation and possibly the biggest pop star who ever lived. You knew that he wasn't in perfect health but his death yesterday was flat-out shocking. His music bridged generations, races and genres. Whether you're a metalhead or classical is more your speed, you enjoyed Jackson's music. It's a shame he could never find happiness off the stage.
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