You can’t tell me the economy is that bad when Luke Walton has his own stalker. I’ll never understand the thought process of women. “What can I do today? I could go shopping for some new shoes…I could go through my DVR archives of Oprah…I could, I don’t know, stalk Luke Walton!” From the Orange County Register, via Inside Hoops:
“I’ll be going somewhere, and she’ll be following me everywhere I go. I’ll start really driving nuts, and she’s right behind me, staying with me. It sucks, because you figure you just go out and play basketball and you have your personal life, but then you have to start worrying about stuff like, ‘I don’t want to drive to my teammates’ houses if she’s following me, because I don’t want her to know where my teammates live.'”
NOT MY TEAMMATES! THEY HAVE STALKERS OF THEIR OWN! WHAT ABOUT MEEEEEEEEE???
“It was more an annoyance than anything else until recently when she did that gun thing (gesturing at him with her hand as if shooting at him). And then I was like, ‘All right. Now she’s crossed the line.’ ”
NOW YOU’VE CROSSED THE LINE, BITCH! GET READY FOR A HELPING OF ANGRY WALTON!!!
“I’m hoping she’s done. I hope the police finally scared her enough so that she’ll leave me alone.”
YOU’RE DAMN LUCKY YOU WEREN’T A BLACK MAN IN 1991, SUCKA!!!
Luke hasn’t made any mention of the stalker on his new NBA blog, which sucks about as much ass as you would expect. But why would somebody so upset about a violation of his privacy start a veritable online diary that everyone can see? Is she just gaining experience And what kind of woman would waste any time following around such a boring person? I don’t think Luke has much to worry about. This broad’s gonna forget about him as soon as she sees a kite or a medium-sized ball of lint.