The Jay Graves Report

Zach Randolph is out here tryin’ to be a gangsta when he’s a hooper! “Reality Check”

"It's like that huh?"

On Wednesday night Sacramento Kings’ forward Zach Randolph was arrested on a felony charge of marijuana possession with intent to sell. The dun was released from jail Thursday mornin’ on $20,000 bond and he’s scheduled to be back in court on August 31. Now ole boy’z attorney Raymond Brothers was quick to tell cats that the charges were false and misleadin’ and that they are looking at options to resolve the matter. Which that could very well be true. We all know how that works right.

However, the LAPD told ABC-7 that officers were on a routine patrol when they ran up on a bunch of cats drinkin’, smokin’ weed and blastin’ music while blockin’ the street at the Nickerson Gardens project in Watts. When they told boyz to take off the disturbance escalated into all out foolishness. When the police called for back up several police car’s windows were broken and their tires were slashed.

Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! Why was Zach Randolph hangin’ out in the projects in ANYWHERE with a bunch of cats smokin’ and drinkin’ in the middle of the street in the first place? Let’s start there playa!! He’s hangin’ out with a bunch of cats that have absolutely nothin’ to lose and he’s got EVERYTHING to lose bruh. If you wanna drink, smoke weed with the fellas, shoot dice, turn cart wheels and bump the music loud that’s cool. Just do it at your own crib not off in the projects bruh.

Ole boy’z been tryin’ to be a gangsta since he was a kid back in Marion, Indiana. The dun got arrested and kicked off of the team his junior year for carryin’ a gun, then some years later he shows up on MTV Cribs with gang signs on his pool table. Remember that? You’re not a gangsta bruh! You’re a basketball player. Then in 2010 one of his boyz got arrested in Indianapolis for ridin’ around in one of his SUV’s with a cooler full of weed. C’mon bruh!!!

I’ll tell him what I’ve been tellin’ boyz for years. I grew up with a whole bunch of gangstas in The G and most of them are still gangstas. Why? Because that’s what they do and they’re real good at doin’ it. Zach, you’re not a gangsta playboy, you’re a basketball player. How do I know that? Because you’re real good at doin’ it and you’ve been doin’ it for 16 years at the highest level. That’s how I know!!

Check the accomplishments: He was the MVP of the freakin’ McDonald’s All-American game in 2000. He was an NBA All-Star twice and the darn Memphis Grizzles just retired his jersey when he left. He finished his career in Memphis ranked No.1 in franchise history in rebounds with 5,612. The dun ranks third in total points behind Mike Conley and Marc Gasol with 9,261. That’s how I know he’s a basketball player and not a gangsta. He’s way better at that than bein’ a gangsta Why? Because every time he tries to be a gangsta he gets caught.

Remember when the coaches used to say way back when you were a shorty just startin’ out? “You don’t choose the sport. The sport chooses you.” Well playas…it’s a same way with bein’ a gangsta. Some cats can survive in that foolishness their entire lives. They don’t mind goin’ to jail from time to time either. They can survive in or out of jail because that’s what they do. Most of the time they’ve got nothin’ to lose but the bread hidden under the mattress either.

Zach Randolph has everything to lose bruh. He just signed a 2 year $24 million deal a month ago and what’s the point of puttin’ in 16 years in the league and makin’ all of that bread to end up in the joint for tryin’ to be something that he’s not? Makes no sense at all bruh! Stop me when I start lyin’!

Playas Thesaurus: 

1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.

2) Ole Boy: noun – the person that I’m talkin’ about.

3) The G: noun – Gary, Indiana

The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”

The caption under the photo isn’t real but its real talk!