Historical data with facts and reasons to back em?
All courteous discourse be damned
Intelligence lost in a deep dark sphincter band
Trotting out opinions like… everybody has one
Experts who follow ex-purps, Blogsquirts who can’t write a lead or a lick
Internet Sports Websites; a vast and barren mind-field of Virtual (dick)weed-oligists.
Me? One time follower of Dean Oliver (Mi Deano que Numberino)
Now everybody’s got one, a statistical guru with matchin’ number-crunchin’credo
The eye test is done-skee, Now its the drumbeat-of-repeato, conceited Eggo, a waffler with a bigger Ego
But, I’ll tell you what you can cram up your USAs BEST Speedo…
A large wad of green ONE-and-DONE-o, shove that up your Uncle Sam Taxedo, dumb-a- dido
The NCAA. Straight laced but two-faced, laughing all-the-way to the… Johnny Cashed (not burned)
Dressed all in Folsom black, ring-of-fired up monied Coaches, BIG money not shared but stashed.
Call your raise little Homer-boy, and go up another notch just to see you show your red-faced gash
Mindless Babel, no pecking order, a Tower of Trash talking knee-walking Monkey see-do commentators
Imagined a smarter retort?
Instead I’m reading between lines of the yellow teethed keys you gnashed.
Feel insulted? I can only hope.
Oh yeah, you-da Homers N’ Haters N’ The Mastur(de)Baters…
on/under your keyboard, a Johnny-Cum-Later with everything and nothing to say.
Brainless Brainfarts spewing ignorant insult jism, eventually we all need knee-waders
Not the self-deluded Fanboy who incessantly yells “cheaters and one-and-doners”.
No, these… the loser “haters”who bury their hearts and their heads bad-mouthing everything, even their own mashed potaters
Please, tell me who can discuss Sports intelligently anymore…besides the Cabbies and the Waiters?
YOU ignorant fans without rational rhyme or reason to believe, just knowing a name makes you feel smart but still lame,
and remember, you can’t lose if in the bigger picture it doesn’t really matter… so, until it does… I think I’ll read ya later.
THE HATE ON
Oh yeah… it has become Madness alright.
The twitter buzz lit up only minutes after University of Louisville reserve guard Kevin Ware landed poorly on his right leg in the Sunday (April) 2013 NCAA Tourney Final Four matchup between the University of Louisville and Duke University. But, as Ware was writhing on the floor and sending an entire nation watching to the bathroom sickly holding onto their dinner, a Syracuse fan tweeted to the world about Ware’s “wild background story”, then further hinting that it was Ware who had been responsible for the University of Central Florida’s NCAA probation issues.
Though Pete Thamel of Sports Illustrated (and NY Times) later attempted to minimize his tweet as only “providing background” to Ware’s story, most college basketball fans who know Thamel’s sensational yellow-coated writing style were left to speculate as to his real intentions. His timing couldn’t have been worse. Even Thamel was smart enough to retract and retreat, and explain away in re-tweet after re-tweet.
All Too Sweet, Pete.
Thamel, a Syracuse graduate and fan, and personal friends of both Syracuse Coach Jim Boeheim and Duke’s Mike Krzyzewski has made a living denigrating college basketball programs (outside of Gaudy Orange and Deep Blue Sea Devil) that don’t exactly meet with his personal “holier than thou” biases. If some heads-up Louisville fans and other intelligent sports fans hadn’t caught the ill-advised tweet, he likely would not have felt the urgent need to diareah-ically (my word not Websters) apologize for the Ware tweet. Thamel makes his living digging up dirt in Sports on players, coaches, and teams he also happens to dislike (read: they are better than his faves). He gets dirty too, sometimes.
By contrast, following the Cuse-Indiana Elite Eight game in a video interview with Syracuse’s Michael Carter Williams, fans were shown how the team’s players feel about one another (see NCAA video). Williams calmly and warmly spoke of his team’s biggest rival this year, Louisville, and showed the real side of competitive student athletes, rather than the one “so-called” media experts, haters, homers, trolls, and irresponsible fans-from-hell would rather have us believe. MCW is the rule, not the exception, and it has always been this way. Off court and on, competitors respect their adversaries to the point of rooting for them when they are not immediately diametrically opposed.
Sorry haters… the players just don’t feel the way you do about their rivals. Instead, they like them and wish them well. I repeat, there’s no HATE between College Basketball teams’ players…or any other sport for that matter; it exists only in the heads of their idiotic fans.
STOP THE HATE. IT’s way out of hand and way out of DATE. But, is it too late?
Seriously, what has happened to sports fandom today? The gloves have come off when one of the most respected newspaper’s (NY Times) own Sportwriter(s) fails to show good sportmanship in our virtually twisted-tweet world of Twitter-by-instant messaging? I mean really, does it make one a “cockroach and a bandwagoneer” (as I was recently dubbed on a UL fansite by some nit-wit troll posing as a human and a Cardinal fan) if he/she is lucky enough to root for two teams from his home state ALL-his-life (in my case its called “Kentucky”), and only if their names happen to be “Kentucky” and “Louisville”?
Must I really choose between these two teams as several (anti-UK) UL fans demanded?
And hey… does it really hurt slime turtle, since it’s only megahertz… U foo-bean!
Well… uh, I graduated from Morehead State University. Must I be their fan, and that of no other team in this solar system? Ouch! Oh really now shit-for-brains, because which little Bimbo-boy says it must be so? You? He-he. HA!
But hey, I usually don’t go on my favorite teams’ Fan-site to argue ifs, ands, and maybes with brain-numbing stupidity, or to spout in-your-face electro-insults to moronic retardos like you, but instead (as in UL’s case) to simply celebrate our “RedBirds-of-a-Featherness” if only for but a brief, albeit passing moment.
Can U Dig it mumbo-gumbo? This better be good if you want to hold my attention little man!
Though, admittedly it can cause me to type ever more venomous and poisonous thoughts of my own hate-stew, word-wrestling with me can be an exercise in futility for the typical dyed-in-the-wool Hater. I admit to knowing that lame-brain banter makes me eventually start to yawn and becomes tedium, and so I normally lose interest in the verbal one-upmanship after one or two touché….zzzzzzzz
But, to say you win? Never.
When the Louisville-Duke game ended on that Sunday, Guards Quinn Cook and Rasheed Souliman both of Duke, quickly embraced their Louisville counterparts as if to say, “Congratulations guys on a great game, go on and win this thing”. And love him or hate him, Coach K was his usual class actin’ self-debasing-self in a loss, and when describing his respect for the players and the game his team had just endured. Was NO one taking notes?
Such is the State of Hate in Sports, and in Sports Journalism today. And I for one…HATE it.
- I was never hating the haters because potatoes gonna potate when haters gonna hate so haters gonna love so not potatoes gonna potate. (aiyahalyssa.wordpress.com)
- Louisville’s Ware breaks leg in NCAA (upi.com)
- Louisville’s Kevin Ware Attends Exclusive Dinner at White House (bleacherreport.com)
- Predictably, Louisville And Adidas Are Now Trying To Profit From Kevin Ware’s Injury (deadspin.com)
- Latest Updates on Louisville’s Kevin Ware’s Gruesome Leg Injury (bleacherreport.com)
- Lessons of the Ware disaster: ‘Student athletes’ are uncompensated workers (tv.msnbc.com)