- I hate the Spurs. I like Barry and Parker. And Finley is still a Mav, as far as I'm concerned.
I used to like Duncan. I thought his staying at Wake for his senior year showed a little bit of class. But then he lost quite a bit of my respect by showing up to the press room looking like a scrub. He lost all of it at the end of the regular season by laughing at Joey Crawford, getting into a fight with him, cussing at him, and getting ejected. And then asking for a fair shake in the playoffs despite having the dirtiest team in the league.
And learn to hit a free throw. There's a reason it's called The Charity Stripe.
Their entire organization is a joke. Their arena is a nightmare to get to. Their cheerleaders are ugly. And they have no idea how to accommodate the people who attend their games.
Say what you want about Cuban. Of course, he's an immature idiot. He may never win a championship. But he knows how to treat fans.
- Fantasy sports leagues ruin the game.
A few nights ago, the Yankees were playing the Red Sox. Abreu was at the plate with 2 outs and the bases loaded. A small but significant portion of me wanted him to strike out because he's on the team of my opponent.
I would like to think that were those runs necessary, my response would have been different.
But I know my competitiveness so I'll continue to let me fool myself.
- I'm not a big LeBron fan and I hope Detroit wins the conference finals. Regardless, I'm getting sick of people criticizing him for passing the ball to Donyell with a few seconds left.
I can't remember who the idiot ESPN announcer was, but he asked if Jordan would pass the ball at the end of the game for the win.
Yeah, to Kerr or Paxson. He did it quite a bit.