Metta World Peace

So all week I've been hearing a lot of criticism from a handful of people about the elbow shot from Metta World Peace (MWP). By the way, to me MWP stands for "man with power."

-"What a disgrace, what are we teaching our kids?" -Anonymous

-"¡Más put*!" -Erik Núñez (in a George López voice)

The world is not all sunshine and rainbows, life is good most of the time, but in reality we are living in a cruel place full of sinners. We are teaching our kids to be tough. In the transition from boy to man a boy needs to learn to stand up when knocked down. The boy needs to learn how to deliver hits, but most importantly how to receive them. We should not sugar coat the game and say that people won’t push and shove because they do, it’s a natural instinct. It happens when hustling and sometimes intentionally, kids are not stupid they start to figure that out real early. During a grudge match the aggressors usually win the battle leaving the softies intimidated and/or crying to their mommies wanting to be breast fed.

"The Lakers are thugs!" -Anonymous

-"¡Más put*!" -Erik Núñez (in a George López voice)

That’s a tremendous complement, considering that 4 years ago they were a bunch of “softies” and got their butts handed to them in the 2008 NBA Finals by a TOUGHER team. Needless to say, we bounced back healthy and won the championship the next year in 2009 and reloaded with Ron Artest a.k.a. Metta World Peace to avenge the Boston Celtics in Game 7 in 2010. "Thugs" that's just music to my ears. They are like gansters now taking over territories. Fear! Fear Andrew Bynum who was suspended earlier this season for a similar action at the end of last season. Fear Paul Gasoft, I mean the Spaniard Paul Gasol. Fear the Black Mamba, fear World Peace (I kinda like the ring of that) and Matt Barnes, and don't forget to fear Sessions. So we are now tough. Toughness wins championships. It’s been proven already, they might just have to prove it again. The Lakers were once bullied, but cannot be bullied anymore. You either hunt or become the hunted.

Hypocrisy? Maybe these critics never fought anybody before, maybe they never got mad a day in their life, maybe they never yelled and showed any anger. I doubt it. It’s hypocritical to criticize a man for similar actions. These critics want him crucified. If they are without sin, then I want to see one of them be the first to throw the stone. Enough with the hate, enough said.

The NBA does not want World Peace. At least for 7 games which is the number of games he is suspended for. 7 games? Oh, I get it 1 game left in the season and the Lakers will win the 1st Round of the Playoffs in 6 only to play the Thunder in the 2nd Round with Metta ready to go. They like it, I like it, and you like it because ratings are going to be off the charts when World Peace is back in action. Even these critics are going to be watching, that’s how interesting physical play can be. We can relate to this ordeal. The problem is that they are scared and do not want the Lakers to win another championship again. Especially after that double overtime game victory against a potential championship contender. They are scared that Kobe is going to get his 6th ring and be better than Michael Jordan. They must be the same consumers of the Lebron James IPhone, the Lephone, which only vibrates and doesn’t have a ring.

Truth be told, the media loves to focus on the negative and these jabronies fall for it. Let me tell you the positive side of Metta World Peace. He donated his 2010 championship ring to charity, auctioned it off, and the proceeds went to help Mental Institutes for children. He donated his entire salary this year to charity, which means he’s not making a dime at all for a great cause. Metta World Peace is insane and that’s a good thing. There’s a little Metta World Peace in all of us who’s genuine, caring, and giving, and at the same time that will knock the living crap out of anybody who tries to mess with us. Last time I checked this was a man’s game. The NBA is not for little girls in elementary.

Shut up already!

Unfortunately, we will never see the end of this in terms of the human toll on the guy.

Current World View

This is my view of this world. I’m climbing the biggest mountain there is, the one that nobody has ever lived to talk about. I get closer and closer to the top. I hear the cheers, I hear the jeers. They are pulling me down. They are grabbing everything they can get a hold of, my leg, my pants, my Kobe Zoom shoes. They already tore my shirt off, but I’m still climbing. I don’t want to look down but the crowd is getting bigger. I’ve fallen off the mountain before and I these pests, blood sucking leaches, man eating carnivores did not want to let me climb back up again. I kept climbing, I got even further to the top, but I have voluntarily stepped down to help a love one that was crying for help. I can climb again, no big deal, I’m strong enough, conditioned enough to get back to the point where I was and I know that eventually I will reach my goal. Everybody wants a piece of me. They want to use me, or be used by me. “Sweet dreams are made of these, who had a mind to disagree, travel the world and the seven seas, everybody is looking for something.” The zombie apocalypse has begun. They do not let me climb. I’m taking them out one by one. I took a huge stride today. I’m not looking down, I’m looking up. My glass is half full. Metta World Peace just clobbered a guy in the head. Somebody had to do it, if not I was going to. Get the freak out of my way people, I’m on a natural high pumping my chest, if you’re in my way and begin to shove you will be next. I want to fly and never come down. I want to go to the moon, if I only knew how. Wait! This world doesn’t want to see me. These jabronies don’t want to see me. They don’t know who I am, if they knew they’ll back away. I’m starting a revolution with a new generation of laborers, good ol’ hardworking individuals with the capacity to take over the entire world. Blame it on my ADD. Sail! I love that song. Meanwhile, I’m hanging on my fingertips holding onto a rock, somebody just said to keep going. I actually have a few fans that are trustworthy. Deng these parasites! Look there’s a bird, a plane, wait it’s me starting at this broken mirror. I fell in love once again. I have my second wind.

Now back to working on my research paper for school.

“Ladies and gentlemen what you are about to see is real. No smoke, no mirrors, just two men and a ball. His opponent thinks he’s seen this one before, but how will he finish this time? Which sleeve conceals the card? A good magician keeps em’ guessing, every night something different, every night something big.”

Read Books!

Reading is fundamental! According to the National Basketball Association.

Sacred Hoops by Phil Jackson

If you speak and act with a polluted mind, suffering will follow you, as the wheels of the oxcart follow the footsteps of the ox. If you speak and act with a pure mind, happiness will follow you, as a shadow clings to a form.

I read this book my freshman year in college and I could not put it down. The author was the former coach of the Chicago Bulls and at the time current coach for the Los Angeles Lakers. Of course I had to listen to what led to championships, since one of my own was in progress. I took it to heart and it was life changing for me, the rest was history.

Catholic Warrior by Robert Abel

With the power and authority that God has given me to keep my spiritual sanctuary clean, I say to the demons, “This is my circle of influence. There are no trespassers allowed. I have given you a command; because you have not obeyed my orders, I judge you as disobedient, and sentence you to be destroyed in the lake of fire.”

When I pray to have the demons destroyed it’s like cleaning house. It wouldn’t be right to take my trash and throw it in my neighbor’s yard. Trash needs to be properly disposed of in the landfill, or in this case the lake of fire.

Once a warrior learns how to take authority over his own inner sanctuary, he is ready to use the same principles to increase his circle-of-influence. In the same way the Israelites were sent to take authority over every place the soles of their feet tread.

A priest is a man who calls forth the power of God…A prophet is a man who speaks the Word of God and delivers God’s message…A king is a man who rules over his kingdom…He has called every Catholic to be priest, prophet, and king. He wants his children to push back enemy lines, utilize the power of the angelic army, strike down anything demonic, and purge all evil from his kingdom. He has called every warrior into battle! (Abel 83-90).

Abel, Robert. Catholic Warrior. Denver: Valentine Publishing House, 2004.

I read this book after graduating from college. A friend of mine, a brother in Christ, one whom I have deepest respect for, let me borrow this book and it put things more in perspective. I still find myself applying this principle. It’s about having authority over you own life, your circle of influence, it’s about controlling what’s around you and protecting your happiness. I’ve been doing this for years it’s not something that I started last night. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, this world is a mean and nasty place and I don’t care who you are, it will try to take everything you have and throw you to the ground and keep you there permanently if you let it.

“The Lord is with me like a dread warrior; therefore my persecutors will stumble, and they will not prevail.” -Jeremiah 20:11

In a night of defeat, with authority that I've been granted, I’m claiming victory.

Huge weight has lifted off my shoulders. Life is great!!!!! Isn't it? :)

Fun Pics

Wanted to share a small collection of photos, hope you all enjoy.

Lakers = amor, familia y respeto

“There are certain kinds of people that are purely driven. I can tell who they are simply by looking at them. I have faced so much criticism for my drive that at times it has alienated me from the majority: the people who are comfortable with second place, the people who hate against me because I am not. You know these kinds of people; they are the ones who fear winning, the jealous ones who envy...” -KB24

I remember I always wanted a tattoo growing up. I think I was influenced by my older brothers who were crazy about them. Every adult who grew up in Los Angeles had a tattoo, so I thought it was the thing to do. Tbch (Facebook game), I always wanted to get a spalding basketball tattoo on my arm with fire and my initials to symbolize my passion for the game, but I never did. My twin brother told me in 2008, "If the Lakers win the championship let's get the Larry O'Brien NBA Trophy tattoo together." I once again refused for my own reasons. Nevertheless, he ended up following through and getting a tattoo the next year when the Lakers finally won the championship, their first of two in a row. This blog was not meant to talk about tattoos, but to hopefully show how personal the Lakers are to me and my family by using the examples of other fans and what this team means to them.

See, I’m not the only crazy one!

“There are certain kinds of people that are purely loyal. I can tell who they are simply by looking at them. I have faced so much criticism for my loyalty that at times it has alienated me from the majority here in town: the people who are comfortable with bandwagons, the people who hate against me because I am not. You know these kinds of people; they are the ones who fear losing, the jealous ones who envy championships...” -KB24 (modified)

I’m not a Cowboys fan or necessarily a football fan, but I hope that the Cowboys will soon reach the top of the NFL once again so my fellow Texan comrades, who can probably relate, can experience the joy and glory that loyalty has to offer. Lesson of the day, lesson that I try to literally teach every day of my life: Respect the game! Respect the game, sport, team and even player please, and we won’t have any problems :)

Oh! [in a whispering voice] there’s plenty of room in the Lakers bandwagon, hurry before it gets full in June.

Peaceful Songs

Happy Easter 2012!

In 2004 I decided to write a few songs. I was inspired by Frankie J and the Kumbia Kings that I wanted to develop the same artistic skill and create that same effect on the world. I was fascinated by their music (Spanish and English) and their ability to entertain crowds during shows. Everyone who witnessed them at a live event was never the same. My brother, friends and I decided to form a "boy band" and hence the Supa Kingz emerged and took America by storm. Scratch the last part, we didn't become famous, in fact nobody really heard about us, only a selected few, but it was cool and we had lots of fun being a part of a group that we were able to call our own.

Bonus:


Our so called first single was Supa World written by yours truly:

Supa World
Once upon a time in a supa world far far away
I met this shorty girl, oh baby just come by way
Let’s get together there’s so many things I got to say
Life is beautiful, especially when I see your face
Tell me everything about you babe
Tell me everything I need to know
Let’s go, hop on in, this ride’s getting exciting

We need to be living in a supa world heaven on earth
Cause everyday should be a great day, happiness is the best way
Together we can save the world
This not dream, we won’t be ignored
I know you and me are meant to be, supa kingz and supa queenz for eternity.

Come into my supa world baby because the door’s wide open
You don’t have to knock baby, just don’t keep me waiting.

Frankie J has recently recorded a new album and this one unreleased hit has brought back memories from those Supa Kingz days. This is my current favorite song that I discovered, I can't find it anywhere, but I won't stop playing it on my phone.

So Incredible.
There are days I feel like rain drops could fall on my face
Even when things don’t go my way it’ll be okay
Everyone knows we aint perfect, but it’s still worth a try
We will be happy, anyhow anyway
Cause you’re there just when I call, you’re there to break my fall
You are my vision of love.

You make me feel unbelievably real,
Unmistakably, undeniably, unconditionally, yeah we have it all.
You make me feel unbelievably real,
Unmistakably, undeniable, you’re so incredible.
So incredible, so incredible, so incredible, so incredible, so incredible

Every day most people live by, just trying to survive
But you make it easy for me to feel so alive
People wish they had what we have
The way we kiss, the way we miss each other when we have to say goodnight.
Cause you’re there just when I call, you’re there to break my fall
You are my vision of love.

Cause you make me feel unbelievably real,
Unmistakably, undeniably, unconditionally, yeah we have it all
You make me feel unbelievably real
Unmistakably, undeniable, you’re so incredible.

Cause you’ve shown me, and you know me, you are like a melody together we in harmony.
Consuming me softly, come hold me yeah, and never let me go.

You make me feel unbelievably real,
Unmistakably, undeniable, you’re so incredible.
You make me feel unbelievably real,
Unmistakably, undeniably, unconditionally, yeah we have it all.
You make me feel unbelievably real,
Unmistakably, undeniable, you’re so incredible.
You have it all you have it
You have it all you have it
You have it all you have it.
You’re so incredible.

A thing of beauty!