Let's all bow our heads and engage in a moment of silence...
What for, you ask? Well, it seems like it's about that time to let one of the most universally enjoyed trends in sports go quietly into the night. That's right, the concept of beloved athletes writing farewell letters to the fans of the team they are departing and having them published in local newspapers is officially gone. Dead on arrival. Rest In Peace. July 2016.
I know, I don't want to accept it as truth either. However, the second that Dwight Howard submitted his letter to the editor he pulled the plug on mass produced gestures aimed acknowledging the mutual respect between fans and players. There's just no way we can continue to celebrate professional athletes showing appreciation. Not when the most despised person in the city of Houston and, more importantly, the Rockets organization just wrote a thank you note to a bunch of residents, co-workers, and employees that hate his guts.
You know how sometimes doctors will inject another disease into the body to neutralize the disease that is already taking over said body? That's basically the complete opposite of what just happened here. Genuine gratitude was becoming an epidemic in pro sports until Dwight Howard hit the 'All Caps' button, bolded the font, and had his all-too-condescending letter inserted into the 'Houston Chronicle' to fight it to the death at it's own game. So let's try to think back and remember the good times, because Dwight Howard just committed homicide by commemorating all the bad ones.