And there you have it, further proof that timing is, and always has been, everything. The truth is, I don't hate that Eric Bledsoe felt some type of way about Terry Rozier's seemingly innocent botching of his first name that crossed both sports and race (as seen below). What makes the NBA the best soap opera on the planet is how thin the skin and how tightly held the grudges are of those that compete in it...
In theory, it makes sense for him to return fire at a player that isn't as accomplished and only starting out of necessity who, albeit accidentally, bruised his ego. Unfortunately, he's literally never had less ammunition than he did after getting taken to the woodshed for the second straight postseason game and having what could have potentially been a mismatch receive the Freaky Friday treatment. Seeing as he's spent far too much time staring at nameplate of the Celtics' guard, he knows exactly who Terry Rozier is. Pretending he doesn't, whether it was reactionary or not, somehow makes him look both worse and less situationally aware than this play did and I didn't even think that was possible...
Bury the disproportional amount of hate if you so choose, but you simply can't release it publicly when you're getting crossed into an early offseason by a player who's bolstering the name you can't seem to recall at your expense. So, perhaps it would have been wise for the person who begged his way onto a playoff team to average more than 10 points per game on more than 30-something percent shooting for a team that's better than 0-for-2 against a vulnerable opponent before limping into a petty war with someone who's currently armed and dangerous...
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