Look, I’m a Lakers fan and a Phil Jackson fan. I’m even a semi-believer in the Zen magic. Nine championships will do that to you. But because of this video, I’ve lost a lot of respect for the man. Not because Phil went on the Dog Whisperer. That’s a good show and Lord knows my dog (named Boumjte Boumjte after the former
Georgetown great) could use Cesar Milano’s help. And not because Phil appears to do everything Jeanie Buss tells him. After all, she’s really hot, posed in playboy and got Phil back from smoking pot in Montana to coach the Lakers. So that’s all good. My problem is with the dog. That little piece of s*** is softer than Kwame Brown and the Space Cadet (Vlad Rad-Man) combined. And it’s wearing clothes, a big no-no. Even Cesar says "Let’s take the jersey away." How can you expect Kobe to listen to a "pack leader" with a dog like that? Her name is princess and she’s afraid of German Shepherds. Enough said.