So being that my brother had a small wager on the NBA finals this year, we decided to dedicate an hour of our lives to watching last night’s game 7 matchup between the historic Lakers and Celtics franchise. (Note – this will be the longest span of basketball viewing since the glory days of MJ and the “sixpeat” of my youth). In such a short span, I have to say that of all professional athletes, basketball players are an absolute JOKE. Lucky for me, I have the perfect case study to prove my point – Ron Artest.
Lets relive last night, your team just one the coveted championship trophy, you nail a clutch 3 point shot at a pivotal moment of the game, its interview time, and the first thing you can think to say to millions of people viewing at home is “thanks to my homeboys”? – Really – your homeboys? Not your parents, a coach growing up that had an impact on you or even….ummm…..geee……YOUR TEAMMATES? Nah, that would make too much sense, obviously his gun toting, money leaching “crew” had much more impact on his championship win.
Moving on to his next “thanks” – his SHRINK! – I am surprised he didn’t have ABC flash his therapist contact details on the bottom of the screen, I am sure there could have been a few hundred grand in it for him. Where are you at in your life, that after winning a championship one of the first people you can think about to thank is your shrink?
And last but not least, we couldn’t end the nationwide interview without plugging the new “single” about to “drop” later on this week? – Has Jay Z ever attempted to play professional basketball – what is it with these guys that being one of the elite 1% of athletes in the country being not enough? If I could have, I would have jumped through the TV and punched him in the face, we all know Ronnie Boy is comfortable exchanging blows with his fan base.
You can take the boy out of the ghetto, but you can never take the ghetto out of the boy, I don’t care how many millions you pay him!