Sunday, October 11, 2020

Always Bet On Yourself

Somewhere Friday night a little kid watched game 5 and Jimmy Butler became their favorite player. The hustle, determination, and passion he's played with during this postseason is the stuff of legends. We're witnessing a player elevate his game to an apex only he knew was attainable.
Us as fans routinely put a glass ceiling on the capabilities of athletes and feel vindicated when we're proven right. We don't take into account that different situations can either maximize or hinder talent. In Chicago Jimmy was a neophyte that evolved into an all star caliber player. Eventually the Chicago Bulls decided to scrap the whole team that was initially built around Derrick Rose and rebuild. That led to Butler being traded to the Minnesota Timberwolves on draft night in exchange for Zach LaVine, Kris Dunn and the rights to Lauri Markkanen. In 1 season with the T-Wolves Jimmy assisted them in reaching the playoffs for the first time since 2004. The following season things took a sharp turn and the perception of Jimmy Butler in the minds of many people shifted as he grew tired of the lack of determination of his teammates and took action. The infamous practice followed by the infamous interview with Rachel Nichols made Jimmy seem like a bad teammate to the outside world. A trade request soon landed him in Philly where he spent one season and summer 2019 free agency landed him in Miami. I mean….his 4th team between June 22, 2017 - July 6th, 2019 looks nuts. Although the growing narrative about him as a teammate took on a life of its own it appears that he's found a home in Miami. He finally has a team of his own where he's the leader with guys that have adopted his mentality towards the game. The drive to win that he's displayed in these finals has made what once seemed like irrational confidence really a testament to who Jimmy Butler has always been. Then absorbing all this and relating it to myself I think we all could learn a lot from what we're seeing right now. We should never settle. We should never accept minimal effort from people that we are working alongside to accomplish a goal. We should never believe in glass ceilings. We should never back down from any challenge. The Lakers were viewed as Goliath going into these finals but Jimmy Butler wasn't viewed as a possible David. Right now as game 6 is just hours away and this series could possibly end tonight I want to thank Jimmy Butler for his competitive drive and truly embracing Mamba Mentality. Even as a long time Laker fan (I'm not one of these new niggas) I admired the fight he's put up. When the world counted him out he believed in himself.

Wednesday, June 3, 2020

False Ally

Everyone that has checked out my blogs in the past already know that I don't put much energy in being condescending towards athletes. I just don't see value in it when I can use my platform to compliment those who I think are special. Today I gotta take time to say FUCK DREW BREES.




He was one of the first to push back against Colin Kaepernick's silent protest and today he's back on that bullshit about disrespecting the flag. A piece of cloth holds more weight to him than the lives of African Americans being violated and taken to their grave at the hands of policemen. 50 states have protested because we are all tired of this happening and the killers not being held accountable. Somehow Drew Brees looks beyond all the pain and suffering to worry about a goddamn polyester flag. We've seen this flag talk hijack the protest before. Hopefully people don't fall for it again. Disregard the fact that he has majority African American teammates…..yesterday he posted a black tile on Instagram with the hashtag #blackouttuesday as if he was standing in solidarity with those who want justice for George Floyd.


As a player who has taken a knee with his team in the past he comes off as a hypocritical piece of garbage who is willing to pose as an ally when he really doesn't fuck with the cause. People will expose themselves if you allow them to talk long enough. I've said enough and I really don't give a shit about the NFL anymore so I'll wrap this up. Just had to express my disgust.
Peace & Love everyone….. except Drew Brees

Friday, April 10, 2020

A Kid From Coney Island (Documentary)

This is a documentary about the life of Stephon Marbury. Finally got a chance to check it out and in my opinion it's a well thought out doc with a great underlying message. It's produced by Kevin Durant's production company 35 Ventures. It's available in Apple TV, Amazon Prime, etc.




Monday, January 27, 2020

Long Live The Black Mamba

Growing up with the Kobe Bryant Renaissance Man poster on my wall to being a grown man who has had the opportunity to see him play in person twice….. I'm really feeling it right now.


Just scrolling through social media and seeing the love he's getting is overwhelming. We watched him grow from a 17 year old on draft night to a full time family man with a beard. We had time to accept that he was no longer playing basketball and have had the chance to witness the 2nd phase of his life.


Right out of the gate he struck gold with his Body Armor energy drink then before we knew it he released Dear Basketball and won an Oscar then won an Emmy. If that wasn't enough he also became a New York Times best selling author with the release of Wizenard. Then the opening of his Mamba Sports Academy where many came to train and workout. His post basketball career was looking to be even better than his NBA career. One thing that makes all of this so hard to deal with is that his 2nd born daughter had developed a love for basketball that led to him coaching her basketball team. The idea of a daughter wanting to pursue the same career as her father says enough to me about the influence he had within his household. Admirable to say the very least. What I've noticed since his retirement is that he's taken on the role of the wise old man that's constantly teaching. Kobe left this Earth with more money than he could spend and his legacy isn't about wealth. The value in the lessons he taught don't have a pricetag. Neither does his influence. Trae Young wearing number 8 last night as a tribute to Kobe is a prime example.

Yesterday I left home to workout with my gray Kobe shirt. When I came home my girlfriend was in the bathroom so I laid out in the floor in our bedroom to allow myself to stretch while I wait for her to get out so I could take a shower. She comes out the bathroom and tells me "Kobe Bryant died in a helicopter crash". At this moment I was stunned and ran downstairs to look at my phone and it felt like my heart sunk. I'm trying to make sense of this like everyone else. Then reading conflicting reports that all turned out to be false made me hate this journalism culture of rushing to be first instead of making sure they're right. People were even reporting that Rick Fox was in the helicopter with no legit source. Completely irresponsible. Finding out that Gigi was one of the 9 victims of the crash has fucked with me the very most. If you have problems with someone resolve that shit. If you're distant from your child(ren) fix that. Simply leaving home doesn't guarantee that you'll make it home. We can argue over who's the greatest all day but one thing that's been confirmed is that the day we lost Kobe the world stopped. It's a whole generation of ball players and fans that witnessed his career from the beginning to the end so it feels like losing a relative. Guys like Kyrie Irving and Jayson Tatum lost someone they idolized so understand that people are going to grieve. One more thing, people need to get the fuck of Lebron's back about not instantly issuing a statement via social media. He don't owe us shit or any insight into his feelings. I know I'm all over the place right now but I'm not trying to carefully construct an article. This is more of a freestyle. Peace and love everyone.