I say the following as someone who appreciates an international celebrity maintaining close ties to his hometown and its sports' teams... Enough already. I mean, this is simply getting ridiculous. When Drake's not in attendance he's patting himself on the ass as if his attempt to reverse his own jinx by wearing the other team's shorts is even mildly responsible for one of the most ridiculously awesome buzzer-beaters in NBA history...
...but when he is in attendance he has no problem literally rubbing all of that admittedly bad juju on the already jam-packed shoulders of the Raptors' head coach during an Eastern Conference Finals game?
The only thing those two acts have in common from an inspirational standpoint is that they draw more attention to Drake than they do to the team whose results he lives and dies with. So, while I appreciate some of the courtside trolling, a mid-game massage of Nick Nurse that screams "LOOK AT ME!!!" in a shameless enough pitch to make Kevin Hart blush in embarrassment is a level of thirst that could only be precedented by an Instagram model stranded in the Sahara. In large part it is the organization's fault for giving him the official title of "global ambassador" and encouraging him to run clear around the court with it by presenting him a jacket that cost three quarters of a million dollars as a 'thank you' for...well...stealing their spotlight, I suppose?
However, he's entirely guilty of abusing that power in demanding an amount of camera time that would have you thinking he's had as big of an impact on the Toronto Raptors run to within two games of the NBA Finals as Kawhi Leonard when all he's really done is enough self-promotion for the both of them. I'm all aboard the Bucks' bandwagon, and it has nowhere near as much to do with the likability of the Raptors as it does someone who has made Spike Lee seem introverted in taking almost as much attention away from his favorite team as Giannis has.
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