Your Lake Show update

... in which Lakers head coach Luke Walton's, um, head is apparently on the chopping block, prompting Blob-ish speculation as to what Inner Luke is thinking as opposed to Outer Luke.

Outer Luke: "Wow, I'm going to get fired. Bummer."

Inner Luke: "Woo-hoo! I'm free! Not my train wreck anymore, baby!"

Because, really, who would want to be coaching this derailment right now?

Prevailing wisdom back in October was that LeBron would lead the Lakers' talented young core to new heights -- the playoffs certainly, perhaps even further than that. Some especially deluded individuals actually entertained the thought the Lake Show could kinda-sorta challenge the Rockets and Warriors for Western Conference supremacy.

Well, forget that.

Seems the Lakers haven't attained any heights this season, let alone new ones. As of this morning. they sit 11th in the West at 30-34. They've lost seven of their last nine. Four of those losses have come to bottom feeders: The Hawks, the Suns, the Grizzlies, the Pelicans.

There are a number of reasons for this.

First off, LeBron has turned out to be less than an A-list mentor, preferring to focus on his own legacy -- an unfair assessment, perhaps, but certainly the way it looks. And the Lakers' front office remains under-served with brainiacs; its clumsy handling of the Anthony Davis semi-courtship irrevocably poisoned the well by treating the aforementioned talented core as nothing but a handful of bargaining chips.

Consequently that core has checked out, deciding understandably that they owe no loyalty to an organization (LeBron included) which has none for them. And now Walton will likely take the fall for all this, adding to LeBron's growing rep as a coach killer. (See: Mike Brown,  Byron Scott, David Blatt).

So, yeah. If I'm Luke Walton, I can't wait for that pink slip to land on my desk.

Outer Luke (upon his dismissal): "This is a sad day. We tried our best but as the organization said, it's time to go in a new direction. I'd like to thank the entire Lakers organization for the opportunity, and I wish them all the luck in the world going forward."

Inner Luke: "Vaya con dios, bitches!"

Or something like that.