Antoine Walker Jacked Up
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by user LastRow
It’s the NBA off season which only means one thing…Too much free time leads to brushes with the law, or in Antoine Walker’s case being jacked up by gangster hoodlums of the fine city of Chicago for his bling-bling, cheese, and whip. The good news in all this we think for one the fading NBA star can still recognized of the court as he was chillin at his crib when this all went down. Or it could’ve just been the thugs just like his pad since it most likely resembles Cinderella’s Castle at Walt Disney World with the Escalade sitting in the drive way that would make the peeps at West Coast Customs get a hard on. And oh yeah, the fact that he didn’t end up like ex-teammate Paul Pierce was probably a blessing too…The only scars had were emotional ones.
So why does it seem like athletes always the prime target of these attacks? Well let’s take away the obvious for a second here…The fame and the fortune which buys them anything or anybody that want which can be a dubious distinction at times. Thus, they feel the need to roll with a posse and hiring bodyguards AKA "glorified babysitters" to look out for their best interest and well being when the roll out into public. Because if they ain’t rolling deep, they feel don’t sheltered. Walker was in the confines of the comfort of his own house and was still almost a test dummy for bullets. On the other hand, if they’re rolling deep and one of the members of the klan steps and suddenly goes all awol and wants to show his grapes (i.e. Tank Johnson’s boy and Pacman’s knucleheads) then it’s just as if not being sheltered at all.
It comes down to being a double-edge sword…True, there’s safety in numbers, but the more numbers one decides to roll with, the more trouble he’s asking for. This thing with Antoine Walker wasn’t an incident like this considering he was jacked at his crib, rather trouble came crashing through the window, but more times than not it’s drawing attention to oneself in all the wrong ways. To avoid these unfortunate jackings…Well, that’ s really not an option because jealousy and envy will never go away. However, these professional athletes aren’t helping their causes either, if they were they would opt for the Mercury Sable instead of a Escalade all chrome out sitting on 28’s. Wouldn’t wear $55,000 on their wrist…Instead choosing a nice Fossil. Wouldn’t build these pads that takes up the entire block…What’s wrong with 4,000 square feet?
Then should athletes pack heat? The beauty lies within on that one. Perhaps Tank Johnson would be better suited to answer that since he was ready from a war to break out in suburban Chicago. Or better yet, I wonder what his bodyguard/buddy would have to say about that? That's if he was still alive before causing an up roar on his way to becoming a target practice dummy.
