Dion Waiters Is The Real MVP

So, I won’t lie, son. I was super inspired after reading Dion Waitersarticle on The Players’ Tribune. Look, Waiters spoke with a level of honesty that put all of his thoughts and behaviors into perspective. All I can say is, after reading this article, I now completely understand why he plays the way that he does. In addition, I can also say, he’s definitely earned my respect, man.

Now, before I continue, let me keep it a buck, son. On the real, I used to KILL Waiters for his play on the court. During last year’s playoffs, when he was still with the Oklahoma City Thunder, I criticized the HELL out of him, fam. Like, he was either incredible or fucking terrible, man! There was no in between. Frankly, I feel like if OKC got more consistent play out of him, they would’ve finished off the Golden State Warriors in the Western Conference Finals.

Ok, now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, I must admit that Waiters’ candor was surprising. He outlined his background coming up in Philadelphia, and spoke openly about his trials and tribulations. He spoke about such hardships as losing both of his parents AND his best friend Rhamik to needless violence. With all of the chaos around him, he used an “irrational” sense of confidence to propel him out of his situation. In his mind, if he didn’t big himself up, there was no way he was going to rise above his surroundings.

Look, a lot of things Waiters said hit home for me. Listen, anyone who is familiar with growing up in dysfunction knows that belief can be a powerful ally. If we don’t believe that we can make something of ourselves, then we’ll never get away from what plagues us. A lot of times, that fire is the only thing that keeps us going. Without it, we may have nothing to hope for. Waiters clearly understands this and it’s helped him to reach his goals.

In the end, I take my hat off to Dion Waiters. Also, he’s absolutely right about one other assertion: no one wanted to see the Miami Heat in the first round of the playoffs. Son, judging by the way they were playing before he got injured, they would’ve given headaches to either the Boston Celtics or the Cleveland Cavaliers. All in all, I hope they can make it happen next season, man. LC out.

Russell Westbrook Has Spoken!

To begin, I must admit that I have conflicting feelings about Russell Westbrook‘s performance this season. On one hand, I think he’s clearly made his case for NBA MVP. Look, let’s put aside the triple-doubles for a second, son. The Oklahoma City Thunder lost Kevin Durant, a top 3 player, and STILL made it to the 6th seed in the Western Conference. That’s a fucking accomplishment and the city can thank Westbrook for that. I mean, the dude is a robot/maniac and he refused to let the team fall by the wayside.

Now, I’ve seen people say that Westbrook is just “chasing stats.” Man, let’s keep it a buck, son. Westbrook locked down 42 triple-doubles during the regular season and the Thunder had a 33-9 record in those games. In addition, they had a 14-26 record when he didn’t reach that milestone. Meaning, this type of play was NECESSARY for them to win. With that being said, the criticism makes absolutely no fucking sense, fam. If the objective of the game is to win, then Westbrook did what was needed to facilitate that.

Moving on, I must also admit that Westbrook’s style of play is smothering. He’s a fucking atrocious shooter and he shoots the ball ALL THE DAMN TIME! Bruh, I’m pretty sure it’s hard for the rest of the team to get into any kind of rhythm when the leader shoots upwards of 25 times per game. Listen, this is why I say I have conflicting feelings about his style of play. His team needs him to be a ball hog, but it may actually be hurting them at the same time.

Ok, so, I’ve just said a lot, but I needed to outline my perspective on Westbrook before I tackled his postgame rant last night. Essentially, a reporter asked Westbrook’s teammate, Steven Adams, why the Thunder always lose leads when Westbrook is on the bench. Now, instead of giving him time to answer, Westbrook jumped in and told the reporter to stop trying to split them up. Ultimately, according to Westbrook, they win as a team and lose as a team.

Look, Westbrook was right for what he did and it was a noble move. On the real, nothing good can come out of the team thinking they ain’t shit when their star isn’t on the floor. I mean, they do suck when Westbrook is out of the game, but a lack of talent shouldn’t also have to be coupled with a damaged psyche, son. The fact is, the Thunder had no hope of beating the Houston Rockets before the series even started, fam. It just is what it is, man.

In the end, let Westbrook cook, bruh. Listen, I highly enjoy watching him go full berserker in every game. With that being said, I do think the team needs to find a better offense so his teammates aren’t so damn obsolete. All in all, these problems can’t be solved at this point in the season, son. So, let’s just give that man his MVP award and go home. LC out.

I Don’t Feel Sorry For Aaron Hernandez

Ok, based on the title alone, it may seem like I’m being a bit callous about Aaron Hernandez‘s suicide. Listen, that’s not my intention at all. With that being said, it’s hard for me to have empathy for a man like Hernandez. I mean, are we forgetting that he killed someone? Now, while his family may be hurting, I’m sure the family of Odin Lloyd is still hurting too. Ultimately, Hernandez couldn’t face the consequences of his own actions.

So, for those who missed it, Aaron Hernandez, former New England Patriots tight end, hung himself in his prison cell yesterday. This comes only days after he was acquitted for the murders of Daniel de Abreu and Safiro Furtado. Now, while he may have dodged a bullet in that particular case, he was still serving life without parole for Lloyd’s murder. I mean, I guess one body is better than three, or something like that.

Look, I need everyone to put this story into perspective. Hernandez didn’t just happen to kill Lloyd by accident. He specifically ran up on Lloyd in an industrial park and shot him to death. I mean, just take one look at the picture above, son. That’s what Hernandez did to that man, fam. To make matters worse, Hernandez brought two guys along with him: Carlos Ortiz and Ernest Wallace. Both of these men ended up being guilty of accessory after the fact. All in all, Hernandez was never the victim here. On the real, this is the bed he made, son.

In the end, let’s stop the sensationalism, man. This dude wasn’t a martyr, son. He was a former NFL star who decided to throw his life away over some bullshit. No one put him in that position but him. For that reason, I don’t feel sorry for Aaron Hernandez. It just is what it is, bruh. LC out.

Say It Ain’t So, Melo!

Now, just in case anyone missed this, I’m a diehard New York Knicks fan. Like, diehard to the point that this team has caused me mental, emotional and physical pain. Side note, I said “physical pain” because my cousin once body slammed me after a Knicks loss in the ’90s. But that’s a story for another day, son. In any case, while I haven’t always been pro-Carmelo Anthony, I refuse to believe these recent reports. All I know is, if he really got a stripper pregnant, then he has WAY bigger problems than his issues with Phil Jackson.

Ok, before I continue, let me explain my issues with Melo. Now, keeping it a buck, my gripes aren’t really with him at all. Honestly, I have beef with the circumstances that brought him to the team in the first place. Look, if we venture back to 2011, the fuckery of James Dolan and company is very visible. After regaining some respectability with Amar’e Stoudemire, the dumbass Knicks front office decided to trade away Wilson Chandler, Raymond Felton, Danilo Gallinari, Timofey Mozgov and a first-round draft pick for Melo, Chauncey Billups and a bunch of bums. Yeah, we made it to the playoffs twice, but we were doomed from the start, man. Needless to say, I’ve always held a grudge, son.

So, now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, let’s talk about the fuck shit that Melo might’ve gotten himself into. First, news came out that he was separating from his wife, La La Anthony. Now, while the breakup of a marriage is always sad, people get divorced everyday, B. That in and of itself isn’t the story. Apparently, a major catalyst for their split is the rumor that he got a stripper pregnant here in NY.

*Sigh* Man, on everything I love, I hope that’s not true, son. Really, bro? Really?! With all of the stress he’s dealing with, courtesy of the Knicks, he thought this was the move? Bruh, he can’t be that stupid. Please tell me he isn’t that dumb, fam. Shiiiit, let me come home and tell my wife I knocked up a stripper. I probably won’t leave the house alive or in one piece, son. To make matters worse, she’s a lawyer, so she could probably find some legal loophole to get herself acquitted, man. With that being said, I’m gonna keep it reeeeal cool over here.

In the end, Melo and La La have been together for waaaaay too long to have it end like this, bruh. Shit, I remember the struggle days when La La worked for MTV and Melo was fresh off the block. Ultimately, I will not believe these reports until someone from their camp confirms it. Until then, Melo needs to use that Shaggy defense: “it wasn’t me.” Then again, he doesn’t play a lick of defense, so he might be fucked, son. LC out.

Stop Talking, LaVar Ball

So, ever since the media put a microphone in front of LaVar Ball, he’s been nothing but a hot take machine. At this point, he’s made it a habit of saying something outlandish every single day. All I know is, he needs to shut the fuck up now. Look, I know the man loves his sons Lonzo, LiAngelo and LaMelo. However; if he doesn’t slow the fuck down, he’s going to doom those dudes before their careers even get started.

Now, before I continue, let me be clear on one thing. I’m not downing this man for believing in his children. Shit, I have two sons and I think the world of them too. I legitimately believe they can do anything and I actively try to instill that ideology in them. But, when it comes to LaVar, my issue is his own personal ego. The more he speaks to the media, the more it seems like he wants the attention for himself and not for his sons.

For example, just take a look at his comments about Michael Jordan and Charles Barkley. First, he claimed that he would “kill” MJ one-on-one. Now, this statement came from a man who averaged 2.2 points per game while playing Division II basketball. Bruh, I’m pretty sure that wouldn’t do shit against a former NCAA champion and former National Player of the Year. I mean, Jordan was a legend before he played an NBA game, son. Ball needs to sit the fuck down here.

Next, Ball stated that if Barkley thought like him, then maybe he would’ve won a championship. Once again, I point to the fact that homie was a highly subpar college player. What the fuck can Ball teach an all-time top 5 power forward about winning? Homie couldn’t even make it to a Division I school. Man, if this dude doesn’t get the fuckity-fuck outta here with the tomfoolery!

Moving on, pay attention to the fact that Ball’s sons weren’t the topic of conversation in any of those last two paragraphs. That’s my point, son. If Ball wants to hype his children up, then by all means, go right ahead. However; when Ball himself is the storyline, he’s doing his boys a disservice. Look, just calm the fuck down and let those dudes play basketball, man. Oh, and fix LaMelo’s shot, bruh. Keeping it a buck, he ain’t Lonzo, man. I’ve already written about the fact that I’m not the biggest fan of Melo’s game. But, that’s neither here nor there.

In the end, LaVar Ball just needs to be cool. Let his sons prove their worth on the court. Until then, his words don’t fucking matter. Lonzo can prove whether or not he’s better than Stephen Curry and LeBron James when he plays against them. However; after LeBron’s latest reaction, I wouldn’t be surprised if he has a chase-down block waiting for Lonzo. LC out.

Will Floyd Mayweather & Conor McGregor Just Fight Already?

Ok, so, I’m already tired of the saga between Floyd Mayweather and Conor McGregor. At this point, I just need these two dudes to fight. On the real, I’m done with the verbal jabs, son. The next jabs they throw better be inside of a ring. As it stands, Mayweather has now publicly proclaimed he’s coming out of retirement to fight McGregor. If that’s really the case, then let’s get to it, bruh! Enough is enough, man.

Now, for those who missed it, Mayweather officially challenged McGregor this past Saturday. He stated that he’s looking to fight McGregor in June. Well, as long as McGregor signs the paperwork. In any case, all of that shit sounds good, but both of these guys are full of hot air right now. If McGregor really wants to prove that he can take out Mayweather, then he needs to stop paying so much attention to the money. I mean, the way I see it, even if he’s shortchanged in this fight, McGregor will probably make more money than he ever could with UFC. Sorry, Dana White, but it’s simply the truth.

In the end, it’s time to put up or shut up. I want to see the shitshow, man. All I know is, this better not be another Manny Pacquiao situation. I mean, we got that fight five years too late, bruh. Es no bueno, hijo. LC out.

Long Live Dirk Nowitzki!

Ok, as a hardened New York Knicks fan, it’s hard for me to give outside players credit. For example, I’m fully aware of the fact that Michael Jordan is the greatest player of all-time. However; for all of the years he tormented my beloved team, I refuse to purchase any of his God-forsaken sneakers. That’s right, son! I’m a 31-year-old Black man and I’ve never owned a pair of Jordan’s. Growing up, if it wasn’t a pair of Timberland‘s or Uptown‘s, excuse me, Air Force 1‘s, then I wasn’t with it, man. In any case, regardless of what I’ve just said, I’ve always been a fan of Dirk Nowitzki. So, in response to him scoring 30,000 career points, I want to give this legend his just due.

Now, if I’m being honest, I really don’t know how it’s possible to dislike Dirk. I mean, since 1998, the dude has done nothing but produce. He’s literally one of the most consistent players in NBA history. His numbers may have taken a dip this year, but he was just averaging 18 PPG last year, son! Keep in mind, his career average is 22 PPG. Meaning, in his 18th year in the league, he was STILL close to maximum productivity. That’s fucking insane, man! In addition, after eclipsing 30,000 points, he joined Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, Karl Malone, Kobe Bryant, Jordan and Wilt Chamberlain as one of six players to reach that milestone. Do I really need to say more, bruh?

All in all, Dirk is the man, son. We need to salute our legends while they’re still in our presence, man. So, shout-out to Dirk for being one of the greatest players to ever lace up a pair of sneakers. Shit, where would the Dallas Mavericks be without him? LC out.

P.S. Dirk is also married to a Black woman, so he’s automatically gucci in my book, son. That is all.

P.P.S. Now that I think about it, we should look at some highlights before we go. I mean, why the fuck not, son? Let’s do it!