Much like his fellow hyped-up purple-and-gold youngster Lonzo Ball, Brandon Ingram had a very disappointing opening night. I don’t know what caused it, but everyone on the Lakers that night seemed uninterested in putting balls in holes. It wasn’t the greatest start for a team that was hyped as, if not actually good, at least very fun to watch. The league put that game on national TV for a reason; hype for the Lakers seems to directly correspond with hype for the league, and I know Adam Silver was pulling out his hair (JK he has no hair LOL[lots of laughs]) over the dud they were putting up with the whole country watching.
But tonight they were in Phoenix, where half the fans are probably Lakers fans anyway and where media attention goes to die. Right from the get go, Ingram was aggressive, scoring in a multitude of ways on his way to 17 points at the half. He put another dude in his poster collection, this time Josh Jackson, who seemed WAY too eager to get in on it. Like, all he had to do was stay on the ground, maybe jump a little bit to show that he cared, but instead he tried as hard as he could to block it and ended up with a face full of Ingram’s nuts.
What, I’m not allowed to exaggerate? This is my description, and if I want to imply that Ingram teabagged Jackson, that’s my decision. Not yours. Consume the media without question, sheep. Baaaa. Baaaaaaa.