Karl Malone

Lord help me. I'm about to defend both a Los Angeles Laker, and Karl Malone his own crazy self.

Karl Malone's elbow and Steve Nash's head met up in the Lakers/Mavs game the other night. And it's resulted in a one game suspension for the Mailman.

Steve Nash is a whiny little crybaby, and Karl was doing nothing out of the ordinary rebounding the ball. This won't sound right, but Steve Nash's head just happened to be where Karl's elbow was going to be. And the two met, with disastrous results: Steve Nash had a split lip, and Karl got suspended for a game.

That's part of why I don't like the NBA. The enforcement of rules seems so spotty, and varies so much from league office to floor officials, and from game to game, that I just don't much care for the game anymore.