We can recall them now like all the infamous gangs—crews of James, Dillinger, Bonnie and Clyde, and the Black Hand.
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The godfather was called Daddy Rich. He wore $500 suits whose creases could slice an apple.
The wise guys were led by a runt that went by Zeke. His seconds were a big oaf named Laimbeer, a sharp shooter called VJ, and a quiet assassin named Joe D.
The minions had names like Spider and Worm and Buddha.
The architect of the whole operation, they called Trader Jack.
This marauding, brawling posse reigned terror throughout the National Basketball Association some 20 years ago or so.
The Detroit Pistons, aka The Bad Boys.
They were on the NBA’s Most Wanted List. G-men like Michael Jordan, Larry Bird, and Magic Johnson were powerless to stop them, when the Bad Boys were in their heyday.
Enter the lane at your own risk. Zeke’s gang gave no quarter, showed no mercy.
They pulled jobs at all the NBA burgs. They were detest ...
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