Can you really take a professional sport seriously when over half the teams in the league make the post season? I love the NBA, but the playoffs drag on like a Viagra induced four hour erection.
Charles Barkley might be my favorite person on TV. He reminds me of the outcast uncle who shows up for Thanksgiving smelling of booze and cheap hookers, and then asks you if he can borrow twenty bucks.
Watching the Eastern Conference playoffs is like watching the WNBA.
On second thought, I take that back and send my sincere apologies to the WNBA. I’d pick the Los Angeles Sparks over the Boston Celtics in 6 games. Lisa Leslie and Candace Parker could take K.G. and Paul Pierce any day.
If you like the San Antonio Spur’s methodical, slow paced style of play then you probably also like watching paint dry, waiting for water to boil, fantasy bass fishing, and dry humping with snow pants on.
Speaking of fantasy bass fishing, if you don’t have Billy McCaghren on your team it’s gonna be a long season for you, my friend.
If you’re anything like me you’re name is Matt Toomey and your wife loves it when the last 48 seconds of an NBA playoff game takes 17 minutes.
