::Open scene:: Jimmy Butler asks for trade:
Andrew Wiggins' brother thanks the Lord for said upcoming trade:
Jimmy Butler responds to Andrew Wiggins and his brother:
Stephen Jackson randomly inserts himself, because...well...he's Stephen Jackson:
Andrew Wiggins responds to Stephen Jackson:
Stephen Jackson reminds Andrew Wiggins who he's talking to:
Stephen Jackson and Andrew Wiggins' brother (the two parties not in the NBA) continue to go back and forth:
::End scene:: ------- I would be willing to bet that no one would have guessed that as the plot line to the season premiere of the soap opera that is the NBA, and that is why it's the best reality show running. I mean, even the most creative writer of basketball fan fiction couldn't have Mad Lib'd together a more random cast of characters. Andrew Wiggins' brother? Stephen Jackson? Who knew when that headline generating wheel got spun that it was set to land on something so fortunate!? Anyway, it's only episode one and it already looks as though we are in for another hysterical year of drama, passive aggression, and the type of entertainment that sports' fans will never admit is only the removal of one round ball away from being fitting of the family of shamelessly narcissistic women that NBA players pass around on the side. It's only mid-September and we're already right back in the thick of petty things with a beef that was apparently just tossed in the middle of the yard for all NBA passer-bys to prey on. If nothing else, the Association sure knows how to organically drum up both a feeding frenzy and an appetite for intrigue. Now, I don't know that I totally side with Jimmy Butler in this, as he seems like the kind of overly demanding co-worker that has everyone else talking trash about him behind his back at the work happy hour. To put it lightly, it doesn't speak greatly of a player's personality when someone randomly alleges that he may've boned a teammates' girlfriend out of on-court spite and it doesn't seem incredibly far fetched...
That said, I do love that in Jimmy Butler resides the old school mentality and attitude that some kids these days can't quite comprehend. He's close to being the last of a dying breed when it comes to working his balls off and actually saying whatever it is that he thinks, as opposed to inferring it on the internet...
That endears him to those whose athletic twilight is currently keeping the lights on for The Big 3, but it leaves those who were but a glimmer in their parents' eyes at the time in need of a coddling. There's just not a more volatile combination than the late first round pick who rounded himself into a star and a bust of a lottery pick, especially when the former sees the latter as an entitled waste of the talent he wishes he had. Fortunately for the casual fan, that type of volatility attracts unexpected on-lookers and adds a little spice to the type of social media (ab)use that we will continue to eat up, as it satisfies our hunger for both basketball and it's shameless bullshit. The NBA news' cycle is about to speed up. However, as we sit here in the slow traffic of the offseason, I am now super excited to see whether or not Stephen Jackson catches Andrew Wiggins in it and teaches someone who doesn't truly respect the game a thing or two about respecting his elders. Hopefully we get an update during episode two.
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