Game 6

​CHI 104               OKC 98

I'm going to write a children’s book:
Rosey and Russy in the Summertime

It’s about an unlikely pair of friends:
An adolescent tiger cub
And a wild young rhinoceros.

They come from different parts of the jungle
And on the surface
Seem to have little in common--

Other than their strength.
And their speed.

Rosey the Tiger
Is quiet.
Mild mannered.
The youngest of a litter of five.

Territorial.

Russy the Rhino is just the opposite.
Loud.
Barreling and brawling.

Stomping and smashing
A path to wherever.

One summer day
When the jungle is slow--

Thick and wet
Like a dirty sponge--

The boys get restless (as young boys will)
And roam off
To chase prey.

To play.

They happen upon the same lake
Replete with herbivores.

They are distrustful
At first.

Rightly so.
They are predators
Competing
In a real-ass jungle.

But soon they are meeting daily.
Stomping and slashing.
Laughing and killing.

It will be a series.

They will have all sorts of adventures--
Face all sorts of tribulations along the way.

And their packs will compete for limited resources
​Forcing them against one another.

But in the summertime
When the jungle is slow--
Thick and wet
Like New Orleans mud--

The boys get restless (as young boys will)
And roam off
To chase prey.

To play.​

​#HoopsHaiku

Joakim on Derrick:
“Sometimes he says crazy shit,
Gets him in trouble.”

Rose on the gossip:
“All I can do is play ball--
I’m numb to it, man.”

Nikki on haters:
“A hundred mother fuckers
Can’t tell me nothin’.”