A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to 2011
No, what I actually want to tell you about is something I am still rather reluctant to report: I've... I've been watching... basketball.
AGGGGHHHHH!
I know, I know, I know... I gave up on basketball back before Charles Barkley ate Jabba the Hutt and I never, EVER, had any regrets. It's an individual sport. A natural obsession for those with ADHD. An abomination of the thinking man's game.
Yes, I still believe all of the above is true... but, it was a long, arduous baseball offseason for me and I got antsy and I was just begging for something -- anything! -- to get me to Spring Training and that's when I saw...
I saw something... something special... something... MAGICAL.
His name is Derrick Rose.
Now I'm not going to go all John Kerry and flip-flop on y'all... but I am going to admit that I am willing to work with this here NBA thing a little bit longer. Because while the Kobe Bryants and LeBron James and Chris Boshes of the world will may leave a sour taste in the mouth of public opinion, Derrick Rose is not just a budding superstar begining to dominate the entire league, but he is also (as far as I can tell) a genuinely nice guy.
People like him. He's cool. He's just a kid having fun.
And I was at a game earlier this season where he did this:
I saw that and I just knew. I just knew, this kid is gonna kill the competition. And if you haven't been paying attention to the NBA this year (again, I don't blame if you haven't), he is doing just that. In fact, I liken his domination to that of Albert Pujols: when I watch him play, I feel like I am watching one of the greatest who ever lived.
Soon, real baseball games will begin and my full attention will be focused on the boys of summer; but I can honestly say, for the first time since the Clinton administration, I will definitely be checking in on the Bulls' playoff progress.
Don't hate me. 'Cuz I'm right.
Peace,
Jeff
PS, If you want to see three minutes and forty-four seconds more of Derrick Rose magic, check out this vid!
