All good things must come to an end. That’s what my grammy told me once, and guess what, she ended up dying. She was a wise woman.
In this case, I’m not talking about my impending mortality or the end of my Halloween candy or anything like that. I’m talking about my carefully crafted nickname for Nik Stauskas, “Nik Sucksass”.
It simply doesn’t apply that well anymore. Back when I devised the moniker, Nik was really sucking ass with the Kings. Now he looks like a 10 points per game kind of player who spaces the floor well and has intangibles. Problem is, I don’t have time to come up with a new, more relevant nickname. That kind of stuff takes some serious man-hours, and as you know, I ain’t getting paid for it.
Let’s just go with “Thumbtacks” for now.