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Adelman Be Doin Thangs

Early Fall in Minnesota

Rick Adelman and David Kahn sit in the Timberwolves combo office trailers that the team rents from the neighboring construction company two days a week. Adelman is just spitballin personnel ideas…and all the sudden he bolts upright.

Adelman: I’ve got an idea! What if we played 5 white guys at the same time?

Kahn: It cant be done! How many coaches have tried before and failed? You’ll get eaten alive on the court and your bones will end up scattered out in the Minnesota forest like a million snowflakes being windblown from one snowdrift to the next.

Adelman: The fuck? You been reading Dostoevsky or something?

Kahn: Dosto’s words make my heart sing.

Adelman: Well I’m gonna flesh this idea out. You should stop reading that bleak Russian shit or you’re going to end up throwing yourself from a bridge or something else way too melodramatic.

TWolves Training Camp

Adelman is surveying his roster, looking for any good lineups with his already injury riddled squad. Kevin Love is out. Rubio is still a month or two away from returning. But all these Eastern Euro’s can ball. Maybe there is something in that. No more Darko. Thank god all those locker room knife fights between him and Pekovic are over. Or at least they won’t be going on here. They can have it out on their own time in the offseason.

TWolves Season Begins

Adelman and Kahn are back in the combo office trailers discussing the team. Kahn has now adopted the look of an early 1900′s Russian Snow Magnate that has little to no self awareness. He wears a cape made of bear fur almost all the time, even during press conferences, and for some reason kind of sounds like Boris Badenov from Rocky and Bulwinkle.

Kahn: You’ve good job so far in year, Commisar Adelman. You are deserving of all the Vodka and Bearmeat this cold Minnesota forest has to offer. But I notice you flirt with the disaster by playing too many white players at same time. I can not has this. The Commander upstairs will send me to toil on Timber lease 1000 miles north of here if I displease him.

Adelman: You’re just going to have to trust me Davidov. Everyone said Stalin couldn’t hold out against the Germans in the siege of Stalingrad but who ended up winning that?

Kahn: The Russian people suffered many hardships because of Stalin and Hitler’s brinksmanship in Stalingrad that Winter. But it is known who reigned victorious. I place my life in your hands Adel Man.

TWolves Vs. Heat – December 18th 2012

Adelman is having trouble against Lebron with Derrick Williams guarding him at the 4. He looks over at his bench, and Kirilenko looks at him and nods his head. Kirilenko gets up off the bench and walks past Adelman, whispering, “It’s time for the Whiteout, Coach.” Kirilenko waits at the scorers table for the next dead ball. When he enters the game you can hear audible gasps throughout the arena. The TWolves are playing 5 white dudes at the same time. Heat coach Erik Spoelstra sees what is happening and calls a timeout to talk to his team. But before he does he harangues a ref within earshot of Adelman saying, “If I could, I would take my team off this floor right now as to not be a part of this blatant mockery of the NBA.” The score during the timeout is 44 to 37 Heat. When play resumes the TWolves hold their own for the first couple minutes, even narrowing their deficit to only 2 at one point. But then Lebron decides that he has seen enough of this bullshit and one man wrecking crews the TWolves for a sold 4 minute stretch. Extending the lead up to 14 before the end of the half. At halftime Adelman gets a mysterious call telling him that he won’t be seeing Kahn again unless he wants to go visit Northern Canada. As the mysterious call ends he thinks to himself, sacrifices have to be made in the fight to make white basketball players more acceptable throughout the NBA. And Kahn sucked as a GM so who really cares if he’s been sent to a Canadian Gulag.

Drinks That Should Be Named After Athletes

When you walk into a fancy bar, you ask for fancy drinks, stuff like “I’ll take a Midori Colada” or “Caramel Apple Martini” or something classy like that. When you go into a sports bar to watch your daily dose of athleticism you should be able to ask for a drink with a sports themed name. We here at the Deuce love drinking and sports, so we’re happy to provide you with a guide. Here’s a dozen to get you started. (I double dog dare anyone to do this entire list…if you do, I want pictures and lots of them.)

Snotty Bitch = “A Terrell Owens”
Directions: Prepare a tall glass full of ice then add 1 part Vermouth, 1 1/2 parts Vodka, 2 parts Sour mix, then 1 1/2 parts Club soda. Shake, strain, and finish off with a splash of lemon juice. Prance around like the bitch you are for the rest of the night.

Mind Eraser = “A Troy Aikman”
Directions: Pour 2 parts of coffee liqueur, add ice, float 2 shots of vodka, and two parts (or so) of lemon-lime soda, club soda or tonic water (your preference). Remember nothing for the days.

White Russian = “A Kirilenko”
Directions: Prepare a tall glass full of ice then add 2 parts Vodka, then 1 part Coffee liqueur, finally add 1 1/2 parts Cream. Stay white homey.

Liquid Cocaine = “A Doc Gooden”
Directions: A double-shot. Get a mixing cup ready with ice. Pour in 2 parts each of Vodka, Peach flavored Bourbon, Amaretto and Orange liqueur. Splash pineapple juice, then shake. Pour into double-shot glass…be fucked up for life.

Incredible Hulk = “A Barry Bonds”
Directions: Add 3 parts Hypnotiq to a chilled cocktail glass. Then add two parts Hennessy Cognac. The result is a mean green drink with a sweet but killer bite.

Blue Mother Fucker = “An Eli”
Directions: Pour 1/2 parts each of Curacao (Blue), Gin, Rum (light), Tequila (clear), Vodka into a glass of ice, add 1 splash each of 7-up and Sour Mix. Shake, drink and get sacked.

Veritas Asshat = “A Kobe”
Directions: Fill glass with ice, add 2 shots of 151 (rum) then 2 shots of Midori (melon liqueur)then 2 splashes of sour mix and then fill to top of glass with sprite. Stir with straw and enjoy…you ASSHAT!

Dirty Butt Whore = “An Amaechi”
Directions: Prepare a highball glass full of ice. Add 1 part Bourbon, 1 part Jagermeister, and 2 parts Orange juice. Fill the glass with Cola. Insert your own joke here.

Brain Damage = “An Elijah Dukes”
Directions: 3 Parts Gin, 4 Parts Jagermeister, 2 parts Vodka. Build in a rocks glass with a single ice cube. Go fucking nuts immediately after…dawg.

B-52 = “A Heath Shuler”
Directions: Layer 1 part Kahlua, 1 part Bailey’s and then 1 part Grand Marnier in a shot glass. Prepare to be finished quickly.

Sexy Gator = “A Tebow” (for the ladies)
Directions: Put melon liqueur and sour into a mixing tin, and spindle-mix for two seconds. Pour contents into martini glass. Slowly pour Jagermeister down the side of the glass (it will sink to bottom). Carefully float raspberry liqueur on top of the melon-sour layer. If successful you should have a 3 layered drink! Upon finishing, you have had sex with a gator.

Suicide Pact = “A Benoit”
Directions: Grab 2 shot glasses and a friend. Each fill your shot glass halfway with tequila and top off with vodka. Prepare to die. (Too soon?)

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Recipies from Extratasty & Drink Nation
Photo of Drunk Random Dude in DC By
SexyFitsum on Flickr
Photo of Tebow from Barstool Sports

Fear the Beard

If i grow a beard as lush and thick as that, will I be able to dunk over a 6’9″ Russian? The answer sadly is no, but Baron Davis gives all beard growers hope by throwing down an absolutely vicious dunk over the Jazz’ Andrei Kirilenko like he did last night. Hide your children, Baron is home. Tru-Wariers are now down 2-1.