TRAMPS LIKE US
So Ron gets his time off , Ben Wallace gets a slap on the wrist, Bill Walton pitches a fit ("The shock, dismay and sadness have not diminished at all with time" CHILL OUT JEFFERSON AIRPLANE, IT'S NOT LIKE A KENNEDY GOT SHOT), that fat kid who looked like Turtle from Entourage gets his dome dented by Jermaine (don't worry, when he's done raiding J.O.'s financial holdings he be able to cop a fine new Marc Jacobs head-piece), and David Stern let the thunder roll down the mount.
I don't really have anything to add other then:
1. Ron should've gotten maybe 30 games, at the most.
2. This whole, "How will we the fans protect ourselves from the raging fury of rogue NBA players vaulting into the stands" line of thinking can be answered quite easily: MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T DROP THE N-BOMB/TALK SHIT ABOUT A GUY'S FAMILY/TELL PAUL PIERCE YOU HOPE HE GETS STABBED AGAIN/THROW SOLID OBJECTS AT PEOPLE IF YOU DON'T WANT STEPHEN JACKSON TO PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE. AGAIN AND AGAIN.
Indy is fucked, yes. But I think Billy Hunter will get the O'Neal suspension knocked down. While young J.O. did probably inflict the most damage (see aforementioned chooch with knuckle imprint on his face), he was basically protecting what is supposed to be a player's sanctuary. If he comes back and they can stay in the hunt until Jackson returns early next year, Indy could still make noise. Peace out, Dunny Artest. May you menage with Allure and chomp Paxil til the '05!