On this very fine morning, an east coast hoops star known as the Rooster sets his sights for LA. Weaving through terminals and fellow travelers in le port de travel, his killer cross-over dazzles and punishes security checkpoint officers, women, and children. JFK turned MSG echoes in its full glory as each mechanical bounce of the Rooster's golden sphere blasts the ears of nearby civilians with digital pleasure. Rubberneckers in full form, stuck in a still, begin to lurch, screech, and vomit in bewilderment. The feats of a Rooster are too awesome for the conventional being; the beat of his orb too massive for the City of Angels. Thus, in hope of finding a metropolis that can contain his force, "Rooster sets his sights for Los Angeles."
- Razor Sharp
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2007-06-15
ROOSTER SETS HIS SIGHTS FOR LA
Posted by TALL HANDS at 9:38 AM
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