Your Antonia

So, we lost—beaten and blocked by an Argentine nose. A serious punch for a serious nose. Whatever, with Lamar coming back, I expected a few bumps before the triangle goes nuts in March. Plan on a seven game series in June.

In case you needed another reason to hate Antonia Parker, here’s something I scooped off the AP wire, which, I should add, is always left on in my house:

“As Eva Longoria makes her way down the red carpet, people keep stepping on the long train of her dress, prompting a chorus of "Sorry!". Later, she's joined by fiancé Tony Parker, who raced across town to join her after his Spurs beat the Lakers in overtime.”

I guess that means TP wasn’t upset because his team didn’t win in regulation but because the game kept his lady-friend (does plastic have a gender?) waiting. Assume he’s grounded until the wrinkles are ironed out of her dress. Assume he’s struggling to explain “overtime” in English. Assuming he's drinking a Shirley Temple, with two cherries, at the SAG Awards.

Assume he’s not playing in June…at least not playing basketball. Footsie, maybe, but definitely not basketball.