I will make no apologies for the following glowing review of one of my first man crushes.
Jamaal Magloire, a.k.a. the Big Cat, a.k.a. Canadian Bacon, a.k.a. a bad bad man, celebrates his 30th birthday today. Despite that only being the ripe age of two in cat years, it seems like our favorite Canadian Cat (sorry Bernard and Sheray) is just about at retirement in the NBA.
So, while he’s out drinking Molson and curling or whatever those crazy Canadians do to celebrate their birthdays, I’ll be at that voluntary sausage fest known as “Man Night” and toasting one of my all-time favorite Cats. Not so much for bringing in the no-look, in-game dunks (exhibit A, exhibit B and exhibit C) or for shining bright at the 2004 All Star game both on the court and in the papers, but really just for this: