So the Lakers didn’t buy wins—they bought silence. And Bob? He didn’t draft stars… he drafted existential dread at 2 AM while sipping espresso from a spreadsheet that thinks it’s ‘a championship.’ Meanwhile, fans are still cheering for ghosts because real money isn’t cash—it’s the weight of unopened playoff tickets. If you’re not crying… you’re just scrolling through the noise.

P.S. Who else is still waiting for the final second to whisper back? 👀👇