#labronzo

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Stromboli, terra di Dio / Stromboli Roberto Rossellini. 1950

Volcano Stromboli, Labronzo 98050 ME, Italy See in map

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LABRONZO 🤩🤩🤩🤩

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The #2 Pick That Was Promised

Lonzo has been knocking on the door of his potential as of late, and it’s goddamn beautiful to watch. His numbers won’t always show the effect he has on games, but there’s no doubt BOTH ends of the floor are markedly improved when he’s being aggressive. He’s already flexing defense good enough to compete for an individual accolade at season’s end, especially if the Lakers finish as a top seed. And his 3pt shooting has finally resurfaced back from his UCLA days and is respectfully serviceable. Teams who sleep on him from deep will now pay the Big Baller Brand price.

But let’s stop here for a moment. I’d like to thank Rajon Rondo for his sacrificial injury, a blessing in disguise so Lonzo can play a little more freely. It’s funny, this is the exact role I wanted to see Rondo in, mentoring Lonzo from the bench without taking a single minute from him. There’s been numerous reports saying Lonzo likes Rondo getting in his ear to piss him off—effectively motivating him, which is exactly what Lavar, the most hated father in all of sports, did to push his son to get to this level in the first place. Hey, if it works, it works, right?

I could tell you a bunch of numbers that show how well Lebron and Lonzo pair while on the floor together, but that’s just not what I’m about. I know, I know. Plus minus this, plus minus that. Offensive and defensive rating blah blah blahhhhh. Fact is, they’re like two peas in a pod. Two turtles in a half shell. Two bagels with cream cheese and a tomato. Two bunnies and spaghetti. Okay, I’ll stop there, you get the point. Basically he’s the ideal point guard for Lebron, and continued patience for the 21-year-old will be imperative for future playoff success. I am in constant countdown of “training days” our young kidd has until the postseason begins. 136 more days. 64 more games to make mistakes. Let’s get it.