Beat the good teams, lose to the bad is the way strange Seattle has done things this year.
Let's just put it this way: If you had a bookie, and you were betting with the Seattle SuperSonics, Big Larry might be sitting outside your door right now in his stretch Caddie, gnawing on a piece of hoof and mouth disease-infected steak, drinking from a bottle of Mad Dog and wondering where his boss's cash is.
Because, truly, these Sonics make no sense whatsoever.
Just in case you haven't been following their saga -- or at least the one on
the court, away from the Gary Payton ...
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