I don’t know about you, but it is weird for me to think of professional athletes driving cars. For whatever reason, it always feels like they’re chauffeured or in a plane. It just seems strange to me that a basketball player would be driving his car down the street. It seems so normal.
But they do drive, because they have to get places somehow. And if they’re driving, then they’re crashing occasionally. It happened to LaMarcus Aldridge this weekend thanks to a little Maybach Music. From the Oregonian:
It was one of those days where everything was going right. He had a great nap. Rick Ross was bumping on his stereo in his “baby” — a 2009 black Ferrari — and he was on his way to the Rose Garden, where he and the Trail Blazers play so well.
“I was feeling good, feeling great,” Aldridge said. “It felt like it was going to be one of those nights where I didn’t miss. I felt really rested, had good music going, just in a really good mood. It was like, it couldn’t be any better.”
Then disaster struck.
He was on Broadway, a couple of blocks away from the Rose Garden, when a 2003 Toyota in front of him moved into the left lane. It was like the lane had opened and he had a clear path to the hoop. So he drove.
But the driver of the Toyota changed his mind. He wanted back in the right lane, and veered in without signaling. The cars collided, with Aldridge’s Ferrari ending up beached on the curb, interlocked with the Toyota.
Oh man, wrecking your car is the worst. Between the time it takes to figure out insurance stuff, court proceedings and getting a new car, it’s such a hassle. Lucky for him he’s a multi-millionaire who probably already has another few fancy cars to choose from.
But still, wrecking a Ferrari is probably a pretty big bummer. Imagine how sad you were when you wrecked your 10-year-old Cutlass Supreme then multiply that by 100. Then factor in that he was listening to Rick Ross — and that there is a legitimate chance he was hearing a lyric about a black Ferrari that looks like the Batmobile — and this is not a great way to start the weekend.
Luckily no one was hurt, and the crash didn’t seem to bother LaMarcus, as he put up 29 points, nine rebounds and five assists just a few hours after seeing his baby get destroyed. I’m sure the cost and the safety concerns are prohibitive, but if the Trail Blazers could figure out a way to have their superstar total a luxury sports car before every game, they’d have an MVP candidate on their hands. It’s an idea so crazy it just might work.