I’m a big Agent Zero fan, like everyone else: his quirky style and whitty remarks are always enjoyable. Just when things get boring — like at an All Star game, where things always get boring — Gilbert will leap off a trampoline, sending everyone who works for the Wizards’ front office into immediate cardiac arrest. And now he wants money. Lots of it.

Arenas said Saturday that the knee injury he suffered in April and the recent birth of his second child has led him to view his financial future in a different light.

“It’s very important that I secure my future,” Arenas said. “Next summer, I will be in a position to sign a contract that will give me 12 solid years in this league. When I came in as a second round pick [in 2001] that’s something I never imagined.”

I’m hardly the guy you want to talk to while planning out your yearly budget, but $60 million over a three year period should help secure the well-being of his children and knee. It’s lame, yeah, but it’s better than any of Latrell Sprewell’s old excuses, where feeding your family evidentally costs an arm, a leg, and fifty million.