NBA Dystopia: Why the League is in Real Trouble
I want to start this out as an apology. An apology to all my friends I turned onto following the NBA. About all the conversations I had throughout the years about the “league’s deeper meaning” and the historical competitiveness of Earth’s greatest athletes. I want to apologize for galvanizing LeBron James’ greatness onto any ear that would listen and for wanting to believe that the NBA we have now is superior to any other era.
What free agency has become in these last 8 years has become asinine. The spirit of AAU has officially taken over the NBA circles, and superstars leveraging other superstars to join them is making this game, my favorite game, less interesting. If the league wants to act like AAU then make those guys stay true to their home regions, and give this league a puncher’s chance to mean something. Because with what’s going on now, and what’s going to continue to happen, is making me really sad about the NBA’s future.
The league will not matter if it continues to ballyhooed every June, when the most stacked All-Star team of that time period raises the Larry O trophy for the 5th time in 6 years. No one will care about that, and therefore, all my years and time poured into loving this professional game will become a colossal waste of my time (and later my life). Yes, you read that right. Boogie Cousins signing with the Warriors has potentially made my whole life a waste.
It doesn’t seem fair.
So on this day, instead of thinking about the dark cloud looming over my NBA Utopia, I choose to think about a time where my outstanding knowledge of the NBA and all things basketball, put me in the driver’s seat to glory. Also known as, “My Favorite Time Ever at a CVS Pharmacy.” (Debuting later this afternoon).
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