Maverick Mavericks owner Mark Cuban has taken the next step in providing the ultimate fan experience for die-hards who have cash to burn: a catalog of extravagant merchandise that crosses into troubling waters. Oh sure, I want a $90,000 Maverick-themed Mustang and a life-sized Dirk Nowitzki bobblehead as much as the next guy, but some of this looks curiously like Cuban is pimping out his players.
You want the ultimate 18 holes? You got it with a very nattily attired Jerry Stackhouse and you playing Dallas National Golf Club for the bargain price of $25,000. [...]
How about a three-night getaway with Devin Harris to the exclusive Ocean Club resort on Paradise Island in the Bahamas? You will fly there on the Mavericks' team jet and have dinner, cocktails and golf with the point guard. The experience is tabbed at $300,000, but only one is available, so hurry.
I'm not quite sure how this would be anyone's preferred way to spend that much money. I'd rather own a Lamborghini, import a shipment of uncut heroin, and get some new talent in my stable of sex slaves. But I guess it's good deal for a wealthy lady. If you can convince Devin to go without a condom, you've got a shot at recouping some of that $300K.