
Our Boston siblings brought our attention to yet another oddity in the Seattle Sonics saga. From our own paper, mind you:
"For months, a Boston-area woman thought she was dating a Sonics front-office employee and former NBA player named Jeff Turner, a handsome, 6-foot-8 40-something who was polite, compassionate and respectful."But, of course, it was a flim flam and the aptly named Ronnie Craven was revealed to be neither Jeff Turner nor a Sonics employee. He was just some guy from a place still called "Slummerville" by the snootier denizens of Boston proper.
Con men are as ubiquitous as dropped r's in Boston, and grifting is still as popular as candlepins. After all, the original Ponzi Scheme was hatched in that city on a hill. So this is all quite unremarkable.
That is, it is unremarkable except for the fact that Craven posed as the Sonics' Player Development Director. Apparently the stench of disappointment and dismal pointlessness that clings to everyone associated with the Sonics cannot be detected by some of the Hub's females. Apparently getting paid to ensure that highly paid young athletes do not get arrested for driving while intoxicated, domestic assault, and illegal drug possession is "wickid hawt."
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