Sorry, ladies, but sports are a huge part of my life. So, from time to time, you're going to be stuck reading about it. I wanted to write, real quick, about the potential downfall of the Miami Heat tonight. If not for my Yanks, I would probably be in a mental hospital because of the inadequacy of the teams I root for. (Knicks, Raiders) Also, as a Yanks fan, the Met fan who somehow takes pleasure in the failures of the Yanks really sticks in my craw. This math equation that they've developed Yankees+failure=Mets Success, bothers me to no end. One team has nothing to do with the other. But like everyone else, I have my share of hypocrisies. If the Heat lose this series to Boston, I will somehow and for some dumb reason, I will take this season as a success. My Knicks have a long way to go to be relevant again. But the Heat's possible failure will make it more palpable.
I guess it starts and ends with the Lebron. I support a free agent's ability to choose wherever he wants to play. And, Lebron had every right to choose Miami. It's the way he chose it that bothered me. Like most, the whole "Announcement" spectacle rubbed me the wrong way. That pep rally though...that was it. Who the hell did these 3 assholes think they were? Aside from the fact that they anointed themselves champions, and the famous Lebron "not 3, not 4..." quote was absurd, it was the overall corny-ness of the pep rally that ruined me on that team and made me wish failure on them. I pride myself on a pretty well developed sense of humor. I know when things are funny. Like when Scott Stegan made a comment on my spelling, that wasn't funny. Louis CK is funny...What the Heat did that day sent my humor sensors into overload as the most unfunny, assholish thing I had ever seen. They brought this shit on themselves.
Furthermore, as someone who grew up on the epic battles of the 80's and early 90's with teams such as the Bulls, Celts, Lakers, Pistons and my Knicks, the battle lines were drawn and the rivalries were filled with hatred. You would never hear of Jordan thinking of joining with Barkley, or Bird looking to team up with Malone and Stockton. What Bosh, Wade and James did, to me, seemed...cowardly. It seemed like three bullies teaming up to beat up all the nerds. I felt cheated out of James' and Wade's legacies as separate, all time great athletes to ever play the sport. I don't think they had any ideal that this move would make them public enemies number 1 and 2, respectively. But it has. Their potential failure for the 2nd year in a row brings me great joy. I would love to see these cowards fall to Celtics or Thunder. It will not mean my Knicks had a successful season, but it will offer me some solace that bullies, in the end, don't always win.
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