Monday, June 20, 2016

Trolling, Trolling, Trolling

Let me start by saying this is stupid and you can't hate me more than I hate myself for doing this.

That being said, I don't have any more money today than I did yesterday. I am not younger or more handsome. I am no closer to being famous and driving a Porsche than I was before the NBA Championship was played. Neither of my teams lost (though we were rooting for Harrison/McAdoo and against Kyrie bc even though he only played 11 games in college he's still a Dookie). I am pretty much not affected at all by last night's outcome. I am not a LeBron fan, mainly because everyone compares him to Jordan which is absolutely laughable, but that's what we do. We live in the moment and everything that is happening now is the greatest ever. If LeBron had won his titles in the 90s and MJ was in his prime now, it would be the same way. Whatever is happening now is the greatest.
Having said that, let's just pump the brakes on "LeBron is the greatest ever" nonsense, because that's what it is. It's utter nonsense and borderline insulting. LeBron may be the greatest you've seen and that's totally fair. I actually may not think Jordan is the greatest if I had seen Wilt play. I don't know. And you can't know, because the eye test says more than stats ever can. Trust me, as Marino's place in the record book continues to fade into the distance, it gets more and more difficult to convince people who didn't see him play (and some that did) how good a QB he really is, mainly because he doesn't have a couple rings. The point I'm trying to make is that I no longer care, because I've learned that sports is completely subjective and stats can be manipulated. It is impossible for anyone who roots for a team or individual to remain objective when it comes to that athlete or team's place in history. They are the best to me, so I have to convince everyone they are dumb for not agreeing with me. We have to have something to argue about, because what is life if I can't be right? How about just being a fan? Apparently we can't do that because we all want to be associated with not only greatness, but the greatest ever in the history of anything. It somehow gives us value. How about we try valuing what we love and if someone else doesn't, who gives a rip? Why should I care what someone else thinks, unless I'm employed by them or owe them something?
You know what I enjoy? I enjoy having intelligent conversations with people who don't have the same opinions as I do. If you are passionate about it, and respect my right to be the same, we're going to get along fine. But let me say this: If you're a Patriots fan, and you can't decide if you'd take Brady or Manning to win a big game, walk away. Do not come at me with that, because if you're a Patriots fan, you don't spend one second on that decision. And I will say this, when it comes to arguing sports and such, I would say I'm the LeBron/Jordan of such. And when you come at the King, you'd better not miss. Thing is, I don't need to argue over junk. I'm not going to convince you. You're sure as heck not going to convince me, so why waste the oxygen? I could be using that time to post recipes, my views on politics and hate articles on Facebook. But I also enjoy trolling on the internet. So I'm kind of a hypocrite in that way, except I don't care which side of the fence you're on. I'm not even talking about anything I believe in. I just said I believe I'll see if I can't make you angry today. It's really more of a hobby for people who have no perspective. Just trying to help people put things in their place.
I know nothing will change, but my mind has. I don't care if Coach K has more wins and titles, Dean Smith will always be the greatest college basketball coach of all-time. I don't care if/when Belichick passes Shula, he'll never surpass him in my mind. And look, I'm not saying LeBron isn't an all-time great. But he'll never be Jordan, and for that matter, in my mind, he'll never be Magic. In fact, he just recently passed Dr. J on my list and I can't even talk about it. So have fun blowing everything out of proportion, internet. I'll just be over here shooing kids off my lawn. This is the end of my rant, and possibly several friendships.