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Sports Winter

January - other than the New Year, it's not really a month I'm a fan of.  It's freezing cold outside, the college football season is over, and baseball Opening Day is still 3 months away.  The NFL playoffs are in full swing, but other than that, between now and April 1, all I'm left with is basketball. Yuck.

Now, don't get me wrong. I love to play basketball. In fact there was a time when it was my favorite sport.  I mean, me and my bandana head are legendary in the annals of Young Adult ward basketball.  But basketball on TV, now that's another story altogether.  Seriously - unless you have the Year of the Jimmer, the college game is totally lame - 2 halves, and nothing but zone defenses.  BORING!  

And then there's the NBA - which everyone knows is totally rigged.  I mean, when's the last time you saw a superstar get called for a foul, let alone saw one playing fundamentals? Hello - last I knew, taking more than 2 steps to the basket was called traveling. But Lebron and "he who shall not be named" can take 5 or 6 steps and not get called for it.  And don't even get me started on what they call "defense", which in reality is more like getting slapped around.  Like the Tour de France, an NBA team seems to exist for one reason only - to make sure that the superstars get all the glory and take the most shots.  I for one couldn't have been happier during the lock-out.  I'm so bummed they signed that labor agreement.  Sigh...

Frankly, Opening Day can't come fast enough!

Comments

Yeah, I'm totally with you on this one. Professional sports in general make me crazy. All they want is more money and not have to work as hard. Let's go back to the good old days when professional athletes needed to actually have a job in the off season. :)

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