
Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone. You’ll wake up some cold day and find you’re alone. You’ll call to me but I’m gonna tell you: “Bye, bye, bye.” When I turn around and walk away, you’ll cry, cry, cry. -Johnny Cash
Public Service Announcement: Ok, here we go! I know I’m a day late and a dollar short on this one. I also know I cannot beat the big boys to the big stories. I can only hope to tell them better. This is a story about a man named Jed. A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed. Oh sorry, wrong story. This a story about a man named Isiah Thomas.
Apparently, Isiah’s widdle feewings are hurt. Apparently, he “really feels taken advantage of.” Boo hoo hoo. In Jackie MacMullan’s book, “When the Game was Ours,” Magic Johnson admitted he led the charge to have Thomas blackballed from the Olympic Dream Team in 1992 and accused Zeke of spreading rumors he was gay/bisexual after Johnson tested positive for HIV. Why am I not surprised?
Let’s get this straight right off the bat. Rat-a-tat-tat. You dirty rat. I hate Isiah. Always have. Always will. Ever since he uttered those words. Uttered those blasphemous words. Those sacrilegious words. Those insolent words. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard really. I wish Isiah was placed in a burlap bag. I wish Isiah was beaten with reeds. You remember what Zeke said. You remember what Zeke said about my boy.
You remember what Zeke said about my boy Larry Bird. What Zeke said about my boy Larry Bird after Bird and the Boston Celtics took out the Bad Boys. Took out the Bad Boys in the 1987 playoffs. Took out the Bad Boys after Zeke inbounded the ball to an unsuspecting Bill Laimbeer and Bird made a miraculous steal to win the game. Now there’s a steal by Bird! Underneath to DJ who lays it in! Right at one second left! What a play by Bird! After that, Thomas had the grapes to say, the sour grapes to say: if Larry Bird was a black guy, he would just be another good guy.
Maybe you can forgive that. I can’t. Maybe you can forgive what he did to your boy. Maybe you can forgive what he did to Michael Jordan. Maybe you can forgive the 10th Avenue Freeze Out he pulled on His Airness in the 1985 All-Star Game. I can’t. He’s Bill Munny. He’s Unforgiven.
Unforgiven for what he did to the CBA. For running that league straight into the ground. No passing Go. No collecting $200. No collecting anything as the last Johnny Paycheck was never paid to many of the teams. Unforgiven for what he did to the Toronto Raptors. Unforgiven for what he did to the Indiana Pacers. Unforgiven for what he did to Anucha Browne Sanders. Unforgiven for what he did to the New York Knickerbockers. And now, I’m not the only one. Not the lonely one. Not the eau de cologney one not forgiving him.
Public Spectacle:
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Peace out homies. Six two and Even!
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