My saga begins with the chap that resides in Los Angeles and plays "The Game of Basketball" for one of the NBA's franchises in Southern California called the Lakers. His name is Kobe Bryant. He plays this "Game of Basketball" -- the formal, technical term coined by Michael Jordan and continued by Kobe -- and has teetered on sanity with his opinion swaying, pulling, and making NBA "fans" out as dumbasses.
On the surface, you'd think that Kobe has us all pegged as suckas. That his pendulum of thought is frivilously bestowed upon fans without any reprecussions. We continue to listen and heed his "I wanna be traded", "I hate the Lakers", "I wanna be a Laker for life", "I love my wife with all my heart" whims. But, is there more to it...
Stephon Marbury thinks that he can come out publicly and support Michael Vick with statements such as "dog fighting is a sport" and then turn 180-degrees the next day and say "It is not uncommon for my comments to be misconstrued in the media." Are we to just take it in the ass and say 'OK'? Hmm...not sure where we'd misconstrue "dog fighting is a sport" without plainly asking Stephon to grab your ankles from behind and ram. Unless....
Are we possibly dealing with two ignorant individuals under-staffed in public and media relations? Is it possible for men of their professional sport stature to projectile comment so freely with relations handlers in their corner? Or are these dudes so oblivious to their handlers that they spew unconsciously until the free-world demands them to retract, regardless of advice? Or, should we even give a f**k and listen to these fools?
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