Dork 2 I commend you on your last post, which was definitely the dorkiest in recent memory. It serves as a nice reminder of the gaping hole in sports coverage that this blog fills. When is the last time that you saw an article on “grammatical prescriptivism” on ESPN.com?
On an unrelated note, I am currently visiting the greater Los Angeles area and I was just at a sports bar watching the end of overtime in Game 4. It was a rowdy scene—with a couple of revelers already handcuffed on the curb—but everyone was in high spirits. After Ko-Bry tossed the ball out of bounds, the crowd suddenly broke into a chant: “Defense! Defense! Defense!”
Maybe, I just don’t really like the Lakers, but I am hereby calling for an end to this crap.
First off, Paul Gasol can’t hear you. You’re in a bar in Long Beach and he’s playing in Orlando. So to whom are you talking? If you’re at the game, okay, I’ll let it slide, but otherwise shut up.
Second, chanting “Defense!” while watching basketball is like cheering “Swing!” watching Tiger Woods. Granted sometimes, during halftime, when I’m sitting in my house I just like to yell “Halftime! Halftime! Halftime!” at the screen. It really gets me fired up. In fact, once I was so psyched that I extracted myself from the couch and made nachos during a commercial break.
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Oh those savvy LA fans...
I must object, however, that despite looking like one Paul Gasolowitz, he is in fact Pau Gasol.
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