During the postgame pandemonium after Saturday's Nuggets-Mavericks game, Dallas proprietress Mark Cuban had a fill in but stormy confrontation with Lydia Moore, the native of Denver's Kenyon Martin, who was seated near the Chunnel that leads to the Mavs' locker room. Cuban said Sunday by e-mail that when he walked off the court, a hound was screaming about the Nuggets being "thugs," so Cuban said to Martin's mother: "That includes your son." Color me unmoved, or even stimulated by the news broadcast that the league's looking into Cuban's conduct. But what abut this fearful refresher of just how crucial NBA moms can get, or something about liking for mother, for example son -- face around a constant holiday, no less.
Hang onto your chromosomes: Cuban said by e-mail he knew Martin's mother, because after a earlier plan that Denver won, she had approached him and made trash-talk-type comments. Martin is a Dallas born and has been lay hold of in this postseason for Denver, conspicuously on defense, where omnibus George Karl praises him as one of the NBA's head overall defenders. How can you not be toward to Cuban here? After a game, this popsy who sired such a savage on the court, came up to him and spewed venom.
Why would he not be looking for a paltry payback? Or at least be stirred to poor taste by the scant vision of her? I suppose we don't understand the pressures this Cuban guy confronts on a every day basis, what obstacles unnerve themselves in his path, or what puissant measures he must go to in status to provide for his haughtiness and power intact. Miss Moore, get out the condition when you assist Mark Cuban bearing down.
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