Ever since Stephen Jackson made one dumbass tweet a while back, I’ve been pronouncing Serge Ibaka’s name incorrectly in my head: “Serg Aybaka”. When I do have occasion to say his name out loud, I have to fight the urge to pronounce it wrong. One day I’ll screw up and everybody will think I’m a subliterate moron.
Here’s the tweet in question in case you’re wondering why on earth I decided to use such an obviously incorrect pronunciation of Ibaka’s name:
“Somebody tell serg Abaka. He aint bout dis life. Next time he run up on me im goin in his mouth.”
That tweet would also explain why I constantly reference Ibaka as “not being about this life”. It’s all because of that stupid tweet. Stephen Jackson is like, the one NBA player past or present who I respect the least, and not just because he was terrible on the Bucks, so I don’t know why his vaguely threatening tweet has so much power over my thoughts. Honestly, this is the one tweet from an NBA player that has impacted me the most. Well, that and the tweet from Luke Babbitt where he said he was going to be returning to the NBA.
The craziest thing about that tweet is that if it came down to real-life fisticuffs, Ibaka would probably crush Jackson unless the disparity in fighting technique was huge. Jackson was always a bit of a twig. Ibaka’s “sweatpants snake” by itself is wider than Jackson’s wrists. And what does “goin in his mouth” mean? My mind is jumping to weird conclusions right now.