Panic. It crept up my spine like first rising vibes of an acid frenzy. There I was. Alone in Las Vegas, completely twisted on drugs, no cash, no story for the magazine, and on top of everything else, a gigantic god damned hotel bill to deal with.
#BitterRussell "Losing the Game Manager" Wilson
This is what happens when you don't give the ball to the best player on your team.