There are some people that will say that DeMarcus Cousins is an immature asshole. Some people will say that his inability to control his emotions is of detriment to how they view him as a basketball player. Some people will say they can't appreciate his talent because of his mouth or his antics after the whistle. Fuck those people, because they don't even deserve Boogie. Don't get me wrong, he totally should have been tossed last night. I am as much of a DeMarcus Cousins' apologist as anyone, but he could tell me that his overturned ejection was RIDICULOUS until his face turned the color of his jersey's trim and I would still say he's full of shit. I don't care if he spit his mouthpiece out at the Blazers bench or if it really did just accidentally fall three feet forward as he was verbally berating every fiber of his opponent's existence, that whole sequence was probably worthy of the technical that he somehow had rescinded. Those officials made themselves look like complete buffoons reversing that call, and that's coming from someone that wishes a rule was instituted to allow DeMarcus Cousins a whole handful of T's per half. That being said, I watch the NBA for entertainment and Boogie gave the audience such a well rounded viewing experience that it couldn't possibly be categorized by one genre. Fifty-five points, a flying mouthpiece with questionable intent, an ejection complete with an abrupt exit, an unejection complete with an encore-esque re-entrance, a postgame criticism of the officials, and an unprovoked undressing of Portland's bigs?! I love watching a great basketball game as much as the next guy, but if you think I am turning my nose up at a one man soap opera then you are outside of your mind. One of the best aspects of the NBA is that it's athletes are allowed to have personalities and Boogie Cousins used all seven of his while turning a tuesday night Kings/Blazers game into an antiheroic, action-packed dramatic comedy. 
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