Houston, We Had A Dynasty - Officially Retired

[Axel The Great]

Thanks Clutch. Good to know that my team is comparable to the 90's Bulls (well, sort of).

[Houndy]

And for the Agent to get credit for Halstead

[Axel The Great]

Halstead can go fuck himself:

Don't Be Such an ASSisstant Coach

Tracing back to before the Rockets visited the Dallas Mavericks, coincidentally, the Rio Grande Valley Vipers would visit the Texas Legends, which was right next to Dallas, the same day.

"You ready for tonight's game, Brad?" asked Willie Lewis. "Which one?" asked Brad and winked at him. Willie Lewis had convinced Rockets head coach Rick Adelman to give Brad Halstead a tryout so he could rejoin the Rockets. "What are they doing here?" asked Brad pointing to two guys sitting on the bleachers of the Dallas Mavericks practice court. Willie Lewis had payed Rick Carlisle to borrow this court for an hour.

"Isn't that Kevin Martin and Shane Battier?" asked Willie Lewis. "God dammit," said Brad. "Good luck out there Brad," said someone from out of the blue. Willie Lewis looked around, saw a man standing next to him, and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Thierry Tirieux, assisstant coach of the Vipers, man," said the man. "Oh, do you work with Brad in some way, shape, or form?" asked Willie Lewis. "Yes, I've been helping him become more consistent with his shooting, and he is improving," answered Thierry. "He better be improving, or I'll tell Chris Finch to fire you," answered Lewis coldly. "Este boludo me va caer mal," Thierry muttered to himself in Spanish. Quick translation: "This idiot is gonna get on my nerves."

"Alright," someone had walked in. Rick Adelman, along with Daryl Morey, had walked into the gym. "So Brad, are you ready?" asked Morey. "Yes, I'm going to prove that me being in the D-League is like Kobe not scoring in a game," said Brad with confidence. "Ah, Kevin, Shane, good to see you two here," Rick Adelman greeted them both. "Now Brad, to really prove that you're ready to come to Houston, you must score efficiently against Shane and Kevin, one at a time," said Rick Adelman, fighting to hold back some laughter.

"Oh, this is gonna be fun," said Brad, grinning. "Alright, who's first?" asked Rick Adelman, letting out a hint of laughter. Kevin Martin began to laugh and stood up. "I didn't hear anyone tell a joke, what's so funny?", asked Brad. "Nothing, man," answered Kevin Martin. What Brad didn't know was that Adelman and Martin were both laughing at the fact that Brad had no chance against neither Martin and especially Battier.

"Alright, one-on-one defense," said Rick. Rick Adelman pulled a whistle out of his pocket, and blew it. Thierry handed a basketball to Brad, and what was next was heaps of steam let out by both players. Brad had the strength and size advantage over Martin, so Brad was able to push him around easy. Halstead did a spin move past Martin, and drove the lane for a flashy dunk. "Not bad, kid," said Martin, who's grin had been totally wiped from his face.

Second bout, Halstead stepped back to shoot a jumper, nothing but the sound of Swish! Third and fourth rounds, Brad was in total control. However, in the fifth round, Halstead went past Martin, and went for a lay-up, but out of nowhere, Martin came up with a chase down block off the backboard. "That's called takin' out the garbage, man!" yelled Martin.

In the next few rounds, Brad did not score a single point. Martin either blocked him, stole the ball from him, or forced a miss from Brad. Brad looked tired out. "Shane you're up," Adelman said, after 20 minutes of disappointment from Brad. Brad winced a little at the sight of Battier coming over to him, he knew that if he struggled against Martin, he would never come within 5 feet of the basket against Shane.

"It's about time you were taught some manners, Brad," said Battier. Adelman blew his whislte to begin the rounds. Halstead dribbled the ball between Battier's legs, went past him, and dunked. "YEAH, TAKE THAT!!!" yelled Brad, laughing. After the cold stare Battier gave him, Halstead was intimidated. 20 minutes later, Halstead was tired of getting denied by Battier, he took the basketball, and threw it across the court with anger. "FUCK THIS SHIT!" said Brad, and left the gym.

"This is all your fault!" Willie Lewis pointed at Thierry. "What, don't be such an ass man, Halstead's just not good enough for the Rockets," answered Thierry. Willie Lewis said, "Screw all of you!" and left in fury, similar to Brad.

"Great job guys, K-Mart, Shane has taught you so many defensive tricks, it's no wonder you're our go-to-guy," Morey complimented Kevin.

"Thanks, man," said Kevin. "You guys probably got a good kick out of dominating him like that," said Thierry. "Oh, this is only the beginning of what Shane and I are planning. He won't be that arrogant for long," said Martin.

[kibaxx7]

"Este voludo me va caer mal," Thierry muttered to himself in Spanish. Quick translation: "This idiot is gonna get on my nerves."

Nice touch it's "boludo", but it's from the past decade, not really used over here anymore.

[Houndy]

Dammit, Theirry is a stupidass of a teacher. He quits everyday

[Houndy]

And to Theirry:
Go fuck yourself, don't be a little shit when you were stuck at ASSitaint Coach of a D-League team because your owner in Argentina fired you

[Axel The Great]

"Este voludo me va caer mal," Thierry muttered to himself in Spanish. Quick translation: "This idiot is gonna get on my nerves."

Nice touch it's "boludo", but it's from the past decade, not really used over here anymore.

Oh, my bad.

Dammit, Theirry is a stupidass of a teacher. He quits everyday

And to Theirry:
Go fuck yourself, don't be a little shit when you were stuck at ASSitaint Coach of a D-League team because your owner in Argentina fired you

Hey, no flaming in my dynasty thread, what goes on in the story stays in the story.

[Andrew]

Halstead's beginning to look like a lost cause.

[Axel The Great]

It's all Thierry's fault.

[Houndy]

I can't flame
Oh well, it is Theirrys fault

[kibaxx7]

I know, I know

[Stress Fracture]

I know, I know

You want to destroy Halstead's young career?

[lefisto]

correct me if I am wrong but Kevin Martin is just 4 or 5 years pro but he sounds too old here

[Clutch]

Halstead's beginning to look like a lost cause.

Beginning to?

[Axel The Great]

I can't flame
Oh well, it is Theirrys fault

Yeah, no flaming, forum rules.

I know, I know

I know, I know

You want to destroy Halstead's young career?

Like he's destroyed all of his dynasties/associations....

correct me if I am wrong but Kevin Martin is just 4 or 5 years pro but he sounds too old here

How does he sound too old?

Halstead's beginning to look like a lost cause.

Beginning to?

We'll see.

[Houndy]

Well, maybe if Axel didn't make me the bad agent, I could help Halstead. By the way, Halsteads going to my association draft

[Axel The Great]

You're not the bad agent, Thierry's the bad coach.

[Houndy]

And to think I payed Theirry

[Stress Fracture]

And to think I payed Theirry

You made a bad decision to hire and pay him.

[lefisto]

How does he sound too old?

Idk, he sounds like veteran (like Kobe) to me...

[Axel The Great]

And to think I payed Theirry

And to think I payed Theirry

You made a bad decision to hire and pay him.

Actually, in the story, Houndy didn't even know who he was.

How does he sound too old?

Idk, he sounds like veteran (like Kobe) to me...

Oh, well I guess that's what I'm sort of pulling for. I'll try to make him a bit less mature next story.

[Axel The Great]

Hell for Halstead Part II

"What an amazing game by Halstead!" said a very sarcastic Amadeus Pelayo, the Vipers' play-by-play. "After averaging a triple-double in his first 5 games, Halstead goes a very quiet night of four points, two rebounds, and two assists." continued Amadeus. "He didn't show up to the game against the Texas Legends, and now, his stats didn't show up here against the Iowa Energy," said the color commentator.

"Now the Vipers move down to 9-2, after getting blown out here 113-90. Chris Finch has gotten used to running his offense through Halstead, and without Halstead against Texas, and an un-confident Halstead here, the result is two blowout losses in a row." said Amadeus. "I think he has it coming to him, I mean he doesn't even show up to practice, or shake hands with the other teams," Amadeus continued. "Don't let Halstead hear you saying that," replied the color commentator.

After not shaking hands with the other team again, Halstead was pulled over for an interview. He replied, "Don't fuckin' talk to me," in public TV. He went to the locker room to sit down, Willie Lewis was waiting for him there. "What happened out there man? You're making me look bad. You're making me lose my reputation as a successful and helpful agent," said Willie Lewis. "I couldn't care less about your damn reputation. This is about me, Brad, and Brad only." replied Brad.

"You know, I could walk out on you and you'll be left with a D-League team that expects you and only you to win games for them, while the Rockets are just too stuborn to call you back up. You'll be stuck in the D-League your whole career," said Lewis. "Just be patient man, my opportunity will come, someone's gotta get injured on the Rockets, and when that happens, I'll head for the kill," said a smiling Brad. "You're gonna kill someone?" asked a frightened Willie Lewis.

"No, dumbass, I meant seize my opportunity and show the fuckin' Rockets what I'm made of," said Brad. Willie Lewis' cell phone sounded, "Hold on, it's Roddy Beaubois," he said, and went to sit down to talk. Brad finished packing his bags, and went outside of the locker room. "Brad, hold on wait," someone called after him. It was Thierry, and he was not looking happy. "Que te pasa, eh? What's going on with you?" Thierry asked.

"Your damn horrible coaching skills, man," Brad answered rudely. "Oh yeah, what about them rookie?" answered Thierry defensively. "You drone on about the fundamentals of shooting, you never even evaluate me on how I'm improving. Instead of worrying about my shooting, you should worry about other things. If it weren't for you droning on about fundamentals, I'd be on the Rockets right now," said Halstead.

"OK, so you're saying I need to evaluate you? You don't need evaluation in shooting, if the ball's going in, you're improving, it's common sense you idiot," answered Thierry. "And also, you blame me for your sub-par performances in practice and in tonight's game? All this arrogance and cockiness has you getting fatter. I saw you at McDonald's the other day, and you were eating a Big Mac; before a GAME!!!" yelled Thierry. He walked away, beside himself with anger.

"Psh. Whatever," Brad rolled his eyes, opened the door of the building to go outside. He took out a cigarette, and smoked away into the night...

Another story to come after Saturday's 2-game Recap. This one won't focus on Brad though.

[Houndy]

Yeah, go Willie.... Roddy B baby

[Andrew]

Halstead's beginning to look like a lost cause.

Beginning to?

Touche. Still, before he was sent down to the D-League there at least seemed to be a chance that the humbling process might have an effect.

[kibaxx7]

Cigarettes + Big Mac's. Hennessey in locker rooms in the horizon, like Ron Ron?