The Cavs.

 

I just don’t know about the Cavs.  I think I kinda want to like them.  I know Lebron is one of the greatest ever.  I really like Kevin Love (we had a Twitter conversation about being forced to say “venti” to order a large drink at Starbucks).  I think many of the guys are fun to watch and have cool stories.  I still can’t quite figure out how Larry Nance Jr’s path happened.

All that said, I kinda don’t like them.  I kinda don’t know exactly why, but it might be stuff like this.

I’m not mad about the idea of matching suits specifically, and I don’t know that any team who chose to wear matching suits would handle the situation any differently, but it just kinda bugs.  Like, if you choose to wear matching suits, its gonna be a story.  People are going to care about your matching suits because teams don’t generally wear matching suits.  If you wear matching suits, and they are designer suits, and people want to take pictures and stuff, why do you walk around those people taking said photos and make facial expressions that suggest you don’t notice the photos and today is like any other day?  Show off your damn matching designer suits!  What are you listening to?  Listen to something fun.  I have never concentrated that hard when The Safety Dance is on my headphones.

Now this part is probably just a me thing.  Are we going short pants?  Do I have to get more aware of what is going on in the ankle/achilles region?  If this has been a thing for a long time, allow me to apologize and admit my fashion ignorance.   It also just kinda bugs though.

Bottom line.  I like the Pacers more.  Don’t know why.  I also don’t think the Pacers will win the series.  I am going to choose to believe they were full length pants.  No damn way Domantas Sabonis is wearing capri pants, his dad would beat him senseless (I don’t actually think Arvydas beats his kids, he just very clearly could).

 

I kinda don’t get it.

Let me be clear.  I am a full-fledged beta male.  I don’t, as a rule, know how to successfully not give a shit.  I have been called an asshole, but, to be clear, it was a misunderstanding.  I would never be able to handle outwardly being an ass.

That’s maybe partially why I kinda don’t get it.

These guys…

   

Its almost as if they have achieved some sort of assface pass.  Like its fun when they are shitty to people.

I get that by all accounts Popovich is a good human.  I know people like his politics and inclusive take on world issues…but…he’s an ass.

I get uncomfortable every time there is a sideline interview.  Every time Saban or Belichick press conference footage comes on the screen, I turn off my current device of choice.

How did this happen?  Why don’t people call them out for the assholes they are?

I love basketball, but to be honest, I haven’t been able to watch as much as I used to.  Therefore, when the playoffs come around, and I do watch some games, I’m always shocked by stuff I see.

Usually its just small stuff like, “Wow, Shane Larkin is playing for the Celtics.  I wonder if he would be good at baseball if he switched over Tebow-style? I wonder if he could play for the Reds like his old man?”

The answers, of course, are: No, he would not be good, and Yes, he could absolutely play for the shitty Reds.

This year though, as I was watching the Warriors/Spurs, I was much more intrigued by hairstyles.  Last night’s game two was a lot of fun, and even though I’ve always been aware of JaVale McGee, I never really saw him play so well.  As interesting as that was though, this is what I came away with:

Is that a 1980’s rat tail?  I am not one to judge, I will not say this doo is Shaqtin foolish or anything like else disparaging. That said, I’m quite concerned.  This is one of the worst hair decisions as a whole we’ve ever had.  Here’s mine circa 1985:

Is it better if you braid it?  Am I just wrong and caught his hair at a bad time of what fell out of the headband?  I’m just not sure what he’s up to.  Now I will say, if he is going full rat tail, I hope he owns it like this cat.

JaVale isn’t the only player I noticed last night.

I’m a Patty Mills fan, ever since the Saint Mary’s days.  I need to know what his plan is here though.  Is this an Australian mullet?  It clearly fits the ‘business in front, party in back’ definition.

I feel like it needs an old Foster’s commercial treatment.

 

I can’t wait to see what the rest of the playoffs bring me!

Hello to our legions of readers!!

Allow me to apologize.  I have been slumping on my blogging.

There’s no excuse.  I’m the blog equivalent of Tristan Thompson, and like I hope he is doing, I beg forgiveness.

Unlike Tristan, I am planning on playing for more than two minutes this week.

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