How Sick Is Bryce Harper Right Now?

So, as a lot of folks should know by now, the Washington Nationals just won the World Series. Now, as a New York Yankees fan, I’m selfishly happy that the Nats defeated the Houston Astros in Game 7 last night. In any case, I’m not going to turn this into a bitter baseball fan post. Instead, I’m actually wondering about Bryce Harper right now. All in all, how does he REALLY feel seeing his former team win the year after he left?

Ok, for those who don’t know the history, Harper spent the first seven years of his career in Washington. Along the way, he became the Rookie of the Year, a multi-year All-Star and an MVP. Now, during this time, the Nats flirted with some good records, but they were never able to win the Pennant, let alone the World Series. Anyway, at the end of the 2018 season, Harper became a free agent. From there, instead of re-signing with Washington, he signed a 13-year $330 million contract with the Philadelphia Phillies.

Now, let me be clear, son. On the real, $330 million is a FUCK-TON of money, man! I mean, who the fuck wouldn’t sign that type of contract, fam?! Shit, if I was worth that type of bread, I don’t even know if I’d walk around with pants on, bruh. But, I guess everything comes with a price, folks (pun intended). Hell, one year after having an 82-80 record and missing the playoffs, the Nats just won the fucking World Series, brethren. All I know is, Harper’s GOTTA be sick right now, people.

Listen, I know a lot of Harper supporters are trying to use the “he’s got a lot of money, so he doesn’t give a fuck” argument. However, I don’t believe that at all, son. Frankly, high-level athletes are competitors, man. Meaning, they’re in it to win it, fam. So, no one can tell me that Harper doesn’t feel a way about watching his former team win it all. Especially when he was JUST there last year.

In the end, congrats to the Washington Nationals, bruh. Ultimately, I know the good people of D.C. have been waiting for this for a long time, son. By and by, I’m just happy that they handed the Astros that L, man. All I can say is, I hope my Yankees can mix it up with them next season. That is all. LC out.

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What I Learned From The ‘Free Meek’ Documentary

So, this past weekend, my wife and I watched the Free Meek documentary on Amazon Prime Video. Now, as the title would suggest, the doc is about the decade-long ordeal that Meek Mill has gone through with the Philadelphia justice system. Moving on, I can legitimately say that I have an entirely new perspective on the fuckery that Mill went through. All in all, despite knowing that his situation was terrible, it was amazing to see just how much tomfoolery has transpired, son.

Ok, before I continue, let me transparent, man. Now, I’ve written about Mill’s probation troubles on more than one occasion, fam. Previously, I’ve stated that Mill needed to refrain from doing anything that would result in his judge violating him. Like, I knew his case was bullshit, but I thought that he needed to lay low. In any case, while I still wholeheartedly believe that he needed to stay off of those cotdamn dirt bikes, for example, I’m thoroughly confused by the actions of Judge Genece Brinkley. The way I see it, that woman was ABSOLUTELY determined to ruin Mill’s life. Frankly, I don’t fucking get it, bruh.

Now, for some clarity, let’s run through just a small fraction of her nonsense. First, she originally sentenced Mill to 11 months in jail and 10 years on probation because of the word of Reggie Graham, a crooked cop. Granted, she could use the excuse that she didn’t know that he was dirty at the time. But, anybody with a brain could see that his arrest report never made any sense. Years later, even when it was proven that Graham was a flat-out criminal, Brinkley STILL refused to grant Mill a new trial.

To add insult to injury, Brinkley frequently violated Mill’s probation for the most asinine reasons. At one point, she violated him for having a water gun in one of his music videos, simply because it looked real. In addition, she would call probation hearings on her own, without even consulting the District Attorney’s office first. Furthermore, despite repeated suggestions from the DA to stop sending Mill to prison, Brinkley continued to find reasons to arbitrarily take his freedom.

Listen, I haven’t even gotten to the story that she asked Mill to put her name in a fucking song. I haven’t even gotten to the fact that her own lawyer doesn’t understand her obsession with Mill. Shit, my lawyer wife doesn’t understand why a judge would refuse to overturn a man’s sentence when the fucking prosecutor doesn’t even want to prosecute. The fact is, she literally tried EVERYTHING in her power to keep Mill in the system. All I know is, it’s fucking disgusting, son.

In the end, I’m not even doing this story justice, man (pun intended). Ultimately, everyone needs to go watch this documentary. By and by, Genece Brinkley is the prime example of a judicial abuse of power. The sad part is, these are the type of power who are in charge of our lives. At the end of the day, despite the misery he’s gone through, Mill is still luckier than TONS of other minorities. On the real, the ones without money are still in jail right now, fam. With all of that being said, I’d like to apologize to Meek Mill, bruh. All I can say is, nothing that man did can justify the shit-storm that he dealt with. On top of that, it’s pretty apparent that he never did what they charged him for in the first place. *Sigh* That’s all, brethren. That is all. LC out.

My Complicated Trip To Philadelphia

So, I won’t lie, son. Real talk, this past weekend was a cool little getaway for the family and I. Now, thanks to my wife’s planning, our four-person unit took a quick trip to Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love. I mean, since my wife and I are history buffs, we thought it would be dope to take the kids to see several historical places. In any case, while the sites were incredible, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of discomfort, man. All in all, our trip to Philadelphia was confusing for me, fam.

Ok, before I continue, let me give a quick breakdown of the sites that were on our agenda. In total, we had the Museum of the American RevolutionIndependence Hall, the Liberty Bell, the Rocky StepsLove ParkElfreth’s AlleyPhiladelphia’s Magic Gardens and Amalgam Comics & Coffeehouse on the list. Needless to say, we hit a lot of different parts of Philly, bruh. Moving on, my confusion started to arise while visiting the Museum and Independence Hall. Namely, the blatant fucking hypocrisy of our founding fathers.

Look, I’m not here to debate whether or not people like George Washington or Thomas Jefferson were brave men. As a matter of fact, I truly believe they’re some of the most fearless dudes in history. Like, it took GIANT sets of balls for a bunch of colonies to decide that they wanted to take on the British Empire. Especially, when on face value, they were outmanned and outgunned. Anyway, it’s this dichotomy that perplexes me, son. Seriously, how could they be so concerned about people’s rights and their freedom, but still treat Black people and Native Americans so fucking poorly?

Listen, I’m not pretending like any of this is new to me, man. Hell, if anyone has ever read this blog, I spend a lot of my time talking about America‘s shenanigans, fam. But, it’s a different experience to see so many historical places up close. To know that so many important decisions were made in this city, but all the while, people of color were being trampled on. Now, to Philly’s credit, they didn’t hide from this hypocrisy. Outside of Liberty Bell Center, they gave a detailed story about how Washington used loopholes to keep his slaves. In addition, several places talked about how a number of Black people fought for the British, with the hope of securing their freedom. The fact is, racism is as American as the Revolution itself, bruh.

In the end, this is what White people need to understand about Black people. Ultimately, the America that they champion looks very different to people of color. By and by, when they were proclaiming their independence, Black people were still in chains. When they were writing about folks’ “inalienable rights,” Black people had the last names of their slave masters. At the end of the day, our view of America will never be the same as theirs. Frankly, America was never intended to treat us as equals. So, we’ve always been fighting an uphill battle. *Sigh* Such is life, son. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Before anyone asks, I absolutely ran up the Rocky Steps, man. I absolutely put my arms in the air when I reached the top. Sadly, I forgot to yell “Adrian” during any part of the trip. On the real, I’m ashamed of myself for that omission, fam. Good day.

Kawhi Leonard OD’d!

So, before I begin, I’d like to apologize to Kawhi Leonard. I mean, I was hard on him for the way he left the San Antonio Spurs, son. Frankly, I thought he ditched the team in a very unprofessional way. On top of that, I undervalued him as a player. Now, while I still think he ganked the Spurs for their time, I was dead wrong about him as a player, man. All in all, he’s been killing it this season, especially in the playoffs. With all of that being said, the shot he hit last night was one for the fucking ages, fam.

Ok, for those who missed it, Leonard hit one of the craziest shots I’ve ever seen. Now, with the score tied in a Game 7 between the Toronto Raptors and Philadelphia 76ers, Leonard hit a buzzer-beating corner jumper to send the Sixers home. On the real, the shot alone was bad enough, bruh. But, the ball took like four bounces on the rim before going in. I mean, the Sixers have to be siiiiiick, son. Like, the tears in Joel Embiid‘s eyes said it all, man.

Look, I don’t know what to say about that shot, fam. Frankly, I don’t have the vocabulary to express how incredible that shit was, bruh. Real talk, I’d need George R. R. Martin to write some eloquent shit, son. In any case, everyone can just watch the basket here. All I know is, Leonard napalmed the Sixers hopes and dreams, man. On top of that, Leonard didn’t even have his greatest game. Yeah, he had 41 points, but he wasn’t as efficient as he’s been all playoffs. In any case, when the Raptors needed him, he got that shit done, brethren.

In the end, I fucking love basketball, son. Hell, my wife got pissed at me because I woke her up by yelling when that shot went in. Anyway, the next round matchup between the Raptors and the Milwaukee Bucks is going to be wild, man. All I can say is, I can’t fucking wait, fam! Viva la NBA! LC out.

P.S. Ben Simmons is trash and no one can convince me otherwise. That is all.

Will Smith Needs To Put Hands On August Alsina

So, I have an idea for Will Smith. Now, I know he’s in the middle of his Will Smith’s Bucket List show. Anyway, I truly believe he should add “beat a dude’s ass on camera” to the docket, son. I mean, he might really need to give August Alsina that work, man. Listen, as a husband myself, I wouldn’t even care about the truth, fam. The way I see it, insinuations of infidelity are enough for someone to catch these hands, elbows, knees and feet, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Alsina may be out here wilin’, son. Now, the singer just dropped a new song/video called “Nunya.” On the track, he’s waxing poetic about a woman who isn’t giving him any action, but still asking about his sex life. Moving on, in the visuals, a text message is shown with him and a woman named Koren. Side note, this is notable because social media is alleging that Jada Pinkett Smith’s middle name is “Koren.” In any case, a GIF of Jada appears in the text thread and Alsina also sings “you’re just an actress putting on a show.”

Now, let me explain why Will needs to beat the brakes off of this dude. Look, if a guy I know smashed my wife, he needs to catch these hands. If a guy I know even makes it seem like he’s smashing my wife, he needs to catch these hands. Shit, I know that Alsina has always maintained that he’s super close to the Smith family. But, if I were Will, I’d like to know why homie feels comfortable enough to be this damn ambiguous. Nah, fam, someone needs to get put in a leg lock, man. Frankly, Alsina is way outta pocket with this track, bruh.

In the end, Will Smith knows what he needs to do, son. Ultimately, he’s the king of viral moments right now. So, why not unleash the Philly hands on Instagram, man? By and by, it’ll be the most cherished video in the history of social media, fam. At the end of the day, I’d pay any amount of money to watch Will Smith sleep August Alsina on film, bruh. That is all. LC out.

Umm, I Love Jill Scott

Disclaimer: My wife knows I love Jill Scott. Like, I looooove Jill Scott. So, don’t judge me, son. I’m going to be out here wilin’ today.

Ok, let’s just skip the formalities, man. Real talk, if anyone has ever listened to Jill Scott’s music, they’d already know she’s a freak freak, fam. With that being said, the video circulating around social media shouldn’t be a surprise, bruh. Regardless, the creep in me gives her two thumbs up, folks. I mean, come on, people! This is Grade A entertainment, brethren! All jokes aside, I didn’t need another reason to crush on Jill Scott. However, she definitely gave me one.

Now, for those who missed it, Scott is out here letting her freak flag fly. Apparently, at a (recent?) show, Scott gave the crowd a preview of her fellatio game. Like, she went through ALL of the steps on her microphone, son. She started with no hands, THEN she hit the two-hand pepper mill, THEN she gave some love to the balls and THEN she let the mic finish on her face. Side note, if anyone thinks I’m being crude, just watch the video, man. I didn’t make up any of this, fam. In any case, her simulation has opposing opinions on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.

Look, let’s be honest here, bruh. On the real, if anybody is taken aback by Scott’s actions, then they must’ve never heard a word she’s sang, son. Hell, before I continue, I want everyone to read some of her lyrics below:

Love slipped from my lips, dripped down my chin and landed in his lap…

Creamy lava landed on my skin and neck, blended with my all day Chanel scent…

Flip side, stomach meets sheets, he plows inside as if he’s making beats…

Listen, the moral of the story is, Scott’s BEEN with the shits, man. Frankly, that’s one of the main reasons why I’ve had a crush on her for so long, fam. Shit, her musical talents are a given, bruh. Plainly put, she has one of the best singing voices ever. However, she’s also freaky as a muhfucka, dawg. For God‘s sake, who doesn’t love that, man?!

In the end, long live Jill Scott! Ultimately, this video proves that she wasn’t bullshitting in them lyrics, son. By and by, Scott is exactly who she said she was, fam. At the end of the day, I’m here for all of it, bruh. Now, let me go holla at my wife and apologize for my public thirst. Good day. LC out.

Donald Trump Can’t Cancel A Nonexistent Visit

Look, the idea of “fake news” bothers the fuck out of me, son. On the real, it bothers me so much because the person who created the term, Donald Trump, is the BIGGEST proponent of fake news, man. Shit, that’s exactly why this entire Philadelphia Eagles saga is ridiculous, fam. I mean, Trump publicly cancelled a nonexistent White House visit just to perpetuate his false narrative about NFL players hating the troops. All in all, I just want to know if facts will ever start mattering again.

Ok, for those who missed it, Trump “uninvited” the Super Bowl champions to the White House because of the National Anthem protests. Now, here’s the thing: not ONE Eagles player kneeled during the Anthem last season. To make matters worse, Fox News found a picture of three Eagles players praying BEFORE the game and used it to try and prove Trump’s fraudulent point. So, not only did Trump lie on the Eagles, his minions at Fox News DELIBERATELY used propaganda to further his cause. Frankly, ALL of this shit is fucking disgusting, bruh!

At this point, I don’t care that Fox News apologized, son. Real talk, both Trump and the network have fully immersed themselves in smoke and mirrors, man. Like, they don’t even pretend to tell the truth anymore, fam. And for what? To energize a voting base that’s rooted in hatred? Keeping it a buck, it’s tiring trying to keep up with all of the lies, bruh. First, they lie about NFL players disrespecting the troops. Next, they lie about the actions of the Eagles, specifically. Then, they lie about the context of the photo they used to discredit the team. *Sigh* All of the deception is fucking mind-boggling, people!

In the end, I’m just sick of all of the fuckery, son. Ultimately, politics has become the most dangerous game in the world, man. By and by, everyone cares more about sticking to a side than being right, fam. At the end of the day, I wish I could divorce myself from this entire process, bruh. But, if I do that, then I’d REALLY have no say about who’s running this shit-show. *Sigh* I need a drink, folks. That is all. LC out.