Sacramento Kings' Draft Wish List, Random TV, and Christmas Traditions

Brandon GallawaContributor IDecember 17, 2008

I respect the hell out of Chad Ford, but there is just no reason to start putting mock drafts and draft position rankings out there yet. 

We don’t know exactly who is going to be picking first. We don’t know what trades will be made before the season is over, how certain college players will perform come tournament time, or how Euro imports will stack up against homegrown talent. There should be a moratorium on all draft previews until after March Madness is over. 

Let’s see if Blake Griffin can perform on the big stage against better competition.  Let’s see if Stephen Curry has another magical run in him. 

Don’t we want to know every possible aspect of the potential Euro players, including health and how they respond to a full season against the European leagues?

Shouldn’t we wait to see how the coaching decisions play out since that will undoubtedly alter the draft order? Four of the bottom five teams have fired their coaches this season, and the Clippers should be seriously considering it.

With that said, I absolutely love seeing Ricky Rubio, Brandon Jennings, and Stephen Curry’s names listed next to the Kings on the lottery page. Yet another reason not to pay attention to it: I don't want to get my hopes up, and who knows if it actually will happen? 

I should never have clicked the link because now I’m watching Jennings and Rubio highlight packages against the Euro leagues on YouTube non-stop and fondly remembering Curry’s performance in the tournament last March.  

See what you’ve done, Ford! You’ve given hope to a broken man, and, as Red said in Shawshank Redemption, “Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.”

After all the talk about how Al Harrington looked like Earl from Dinosaurs on the last podcast, I started to think this was one of the most underappreciated shows from my youth.

Now, you may be questioning the tag I placed on Dinosaurs, but it truly was underappreciated. It was an extremely smart show despite the fact that all the major players were essentially puppets or guys in dinosaur suits and a bastard of a baby character whose only purpose was to spout catch phrases and hit the father in the head. 

Many of the characters were named after petroleum companies such as Sinclair, Phillips, and Hess. There was also a lot of satire throughout the show, and it discussed a lot of hot-button issues: war, divorce, damaging the environment, equal rights, religion, censorship, drug abuse, corporate crime, and government interference. 

I really am considering buying the series on DVD once I get my inevitable Best Buy gift card for Christmas.

Other old TV shows that I wouldn’t complain about getting on DVD: Parker Lewis Can’t Lose, Hang Time, The White Shadow, Perfect Strangers, ALF, Mr. Belvedere, Growing Pains, Night Court, Out of this World, Small Wonders, Silver Spoons, Coach, Just the Ten of Us, Wonder Years, Boy Meets World, Double Dare, Salute Your Shorts, Hey Dude, and many more shows that I can’t really think of off the top of my head. 

You all only have seven more shopping days until Christmas, so you can show how truly loyal you readers are by sending me a copy of any of those shows on DVD.  If they aren’t out on DVD, send me a petition to get them released, and I will sign it without hesitation.

As was also mentioned in the podcast, I’m breaking Christmas tradition. I'm headed to Mexico on a cruise with the wife and her family.

Now, before you question what I’m doing in these tough economic times, it's Mrs. Good Knowledge’s grandmother who is paying for the trip, and I am not one to turn down a trip to Mexico.  I’m also looking forward to relaxing where the temperature has been consistently in the 80s and where ordering a piña colada or rum punch won’t illicit snickers. 

Plus, it beats the current cold snap that everyone in the U.S. is feeling.  Here’s to not seeing snow or having to wear an overcoat for a week.  Going to Mexico is usually great, unless of course it is via kidnapping, and that is where I draw the line.

I am looking forward to seeing how all-out Mexico goes on Christmas.  We’re talking about a country that is predominantly Catholic.  I’m just glad that we’ll actually hear people saying “Merry Christmas” for a change instead of “Happy Holidays.”  They actually say “Feliz Navidad,” but we all know what the translation means. 

I just think people who wish me happy holidays are the scum of the earth, and my opinion isn’t going to change.  Why is it so hard to tell people “Merry Christmas?” 

Last I checked, Dec. 25 is a national holiday, and the United States is shut down, with just about every business closed on that day. Any calendar you look at will list it as Christmas Day, so why are we as a society so touchy-feely about uttering that phrase?

Just because you say it doesn’t mean you’re labeling someone as Christian. If anything, it is patriotic and a show of unity that we all celebrate Christmas as a national holiday.

My Christmas traditions seem to be watching A Christmas Story three or four times during TNT’s 24 hours of A Christmas Story, watching four or five basketball games on Christmas Day, and spending inordinate amounts of time during the week at Best Buy deciding what to purchase on Dec. 26.

Also, complaining about having to wait to watch movies I want, complaining about the usage of "Happy Holidays" instead of "Merry Christmas," eating way too much, and spending Christmas morning with my family. 

It looks like this Mexico trip is going to throw off quite a few of those traditions this year, but I’m not about to complain. I was also able to weasel my wife into a new tradition: watching It’s a Wonderful Life the weekend before Christmas.

She has repeatedly stated that she thinks that this movie is too long and that she doesn’t like it, but I told her she had to give it another chance and I wasn’t going to let her get out of watching it this year. It is arguably one of the top three Christmas movies ever made. 

Frank Capra directed it to perfection, and it is the prime reason for the term “Capra-esque.” Jimmy Stewart is arguably the best American movie star that has ever lived, and he doesn’t disappoint in this classic. 

The wife and I sat down to watch it on Sunday night. Meanwhile, she was posting on her Facebook about how I had forced her to watch it. People were agreeing that it was overrated and to watch National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation instead because it was “better.” 

Don’t even get me started on the sheer lunacy of that idiotic suggestion. Of course, she was in tears for the final five minutes (as anyone who isn’t heartless would be) and admitted that it was actually a pretty good movie. I’m glad she came to her senses because I plan on watching it with her every year on the Sunday before Christmas from here on out.

You won’t be reading me next week, so hopefully this good knowledge can sustain you until New Year’s Eve. I’ll be back with a tan, Montezuma’s revenge, and as much underpriced alcohol as I can fit in my suitcase.