Team Dreams 2K19 : Los Angeles Lakers

Anthony Davis comes to town—but not for the reason you might think.

Katie Heindl

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THE SHOCKER

2 min readOct 21, 2019

Anthony Davis has been really excited about going to Los Angeles for a while now but he couldn’t tell anyone why.

It wasn’t playing with LeBron, it wasn’t playing in his favourite colours — a friendly, goldenrod yellow and a royal, shimmery purple — even though they remind him of playing in New Orleans all those years, because of the beads. It wasn’t Frank Vogel’s new facial hair that made coach look like one of AD’s favourite actors Ben Affleck, it was a little bit Taco Tuesday.

No, the thing he was excited about is clandestine. Something he can really only do at night, and even then, a couple times, when he tried it before on away games in the past, he’s been caught.

He always had a pretty good excuse, “Whoops, I didn’t know where I was!” or “Hey, is it this way to the Shaq statue?”, but he knows that pretty soon he’s going to run out of excuses.

He’s not proud of it, but it’s almost subconscious. Something he hardly realizes he’s doing until he’s in the throes of it. It’s not something he’s ever tried to explain because how can you? What do you say? “I have a compulsion, so strong it feels gravitational, to erase the name of every star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame’s and replace it with Godzilla?” It doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue.

But he does, and along with winning the title it’s something Anthony Davis won’t rest until he’s done. Bruce Willis? Godzilla. Pointer Sisters? Godzilla. Hans Zimmer? God-freakin’-zilla. (No, just Godzilla, properly).