Poor Danny Fortson is feeling alone and misunderstood. The perpetually injured-or-fouled-out forward doesn't understand why his coach and teammates don't like him, and the following statement his childlike cry for help:
"It seems like I am getting hatred. I am not paranoid. But that's how it is. I am about to flip out. This is the last thing I can take."Given Danny's track record for thuggery, I'm sure his comments will go a long way toward improving relations with his fellow Sonics. There's nothing more comforting than the guarantee of an impending psychotic episode from someone with a history of violent tendancies.
But it's all cool, guys. Danny's just asking for some time to chill. I have a feeling that coach Bob Hill will be more than happy to give him all the "chill time" he wants. And Bob will probably throw in one of those nifty Hannibal Lecter masks too, just to be safe.
I think we'd all feel a little safer.Seriously though, Danny. There's no need to feel down. You aren't alone in the world. And to prove that point, here's a very special message from very special guy Joe Przybilla:"I'm here for you, Danny. Always"