Kwame Brown sees himself as Mohandas Gandhi in a loincloth, a passive resister who quit on the Wizards in the playoffs to save Gilbert Arenas from a slap-induced trip to the injured list. This is the latest fanciful spin from the professional victim, as relayed to The Washington Post from the safety of his digs on the West Coast. Living with being a quitter is obviously hard on the psyche. Being a liar becomes preferable to it. Some guys just never learn, and Brown has gained entry into that club. His list of those endeavoring to keep him down is forever expanding, from the tag-team maneuverings of Doug Collins and Michael Jordan to the mischievous efforts of Eddie Jordan and Ernie Grunfeld and now Arenas, the All-Star who instructed the coach not to play the delicate one. Why stop there? Didn't Arenas urge the 20,000 in attendance to boo each time the ball slipped out of Brown's hands? Brown has left the man on the grassy knoll and the one-armed man out of his fantasies so far. But give him time. He has taken up with the beautiful people of Los Angeles, where elaborate fantasies are a ticket to celluloid stardom. The way Brown tells it, he is a humanitarian of the highest order, a peacenik second only to Cindy Sheehan. That is his story now, although that was not his story last spring. He wanted more minutes then and walked out in a snit. Now he claims he walked out to spare Arenas the trauma of being slapped. By this contention, the Wizards should honor Brown with a plaque on his one visit to Fun Street this season. If he never finds his niche in the NBA, he always could find work as a touring storyteller, as an earthier version of Garrison Keillor. Brown has a million of them, with more certain to come, as he takes up with the Zen master and Kobe Bryant. They, too, are destined to be added to his list of conspirators, if not Mitch Kupchak and Jack Nicholson. Source
