If you're a sports fan, this is the most wonderful time of the year - you get to watch baseball, the basketball playoffs are heating up, and NFL Draft guru Mel Kiper, Jr. has disappeared into his bat cave for another 9 months. Hooray!
Of course, if you're a CLEVELAND sports fan, it's just more of the same old nonsense they dish up in each and every postseason - regardless of the team.
Last night was terrible, folks, if you love your Cleveland Cavaliers. They really, REALLY stunk it up at the Gardens in Beantown. And, the only reason they didn't get totally SLAUGHTERED, is that Boston wasn't playing all that well either. The only thing we really had to contend with last night was the beast that is Kevin Garnett. LeBron was awful. My God, he had more turnovers than anything else. For once, I was glad to be in a bar, and therefore unable to hear what matter of ridiculous nonsense Charles Barkley was spewing during the TNT Halftime report. That's usually the highlight of my evening, but last night I was thankful for the loud 70's arena rock pumping over the speakers. Except when they started playing "More Than A Feeling". You know, by BOSTON.
And now to explain the title of this post.
If you're in a public place watching a sporting event, you don't wait until the final five minutes of the game to start cheering LOUDLY every time the winning team does something. Because that makes you a bandwagon-jumping frontrunner. And, when you're a female bandwagon-jumping frontrunner, it doesn't make you look hot. In fact, chances are the guy you're trying to impress thinks you're dumber than maybe he originally suspected. I hate to be so mean, but I have hung around enough guys to know how annoying they think bandwagon-jumpers are, regardless of how nice a rack said frontrunner has.
My question is - where were all these people last year, when Boston was purposely tanking at the end of their season to improve their chances in the draft lottery? And did they get punished for losing on purpose? No! They signed Garnett and Allen and dominated in the East this year! That makes these late-hour frontrunner shenanigans even more loathsome to real sports fans.
Of course, its an epidemic in the Boston sporting world right now. They're the new New York of sports - their football team - evil spawns of satan that they all are - is shamefully good if unable to "finish the job" so to speak, their baseball team is en fuego, and they quite possibly have the best trio on their basketball court since the days of Byrd/Parrish/McHale. Nevermind that people were sitting in the Garden at Celtics games last year with PAPER BAGS OVER THEIR HEADS!!!
I just hope I don't have to scrap with someone before the playoffs are over. I started running my mouth a bit last night, before we left said bar, at which point my boyfriend informed me that he will leave me if I get him into a fistfight over sports.
- as opposed to a fistfight over what?
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
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I was at a crowded bar last fall watching football, and some idiots were standing in front of the big screen TV. I got up from the table (where my 3 close guy friends and their SIX friends were seated) and politely asked them to slide over so we could watch. It was Michigan State, and frankly, I don't give a damn about them, but a game's a game.
The guys proceeded to mouth off, curse and call me names. My friends AND their six buddies jumped up, swung and won. I was proud. Kicked out of the bar, but proud.
So I guess I can say I'm with you. What ELSE is worth fighting for in a sports bar?
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