To Whom It May Concern,
And do trust me, that it has indirectly concerned all of us for quite some time…four months to be quite precise. For all this time, three little letters have been irrelevant in my life. You showed signs of life through out one of the longest summers I have ever been a part of, and when you did come out of the darkness, you brought me odd story lines and shocking free agent signings.
My good friend, the NBA…I thank you and welcome you to your remarkable return to center stage.
As I am sure you know, it appears that the powers will be shifted next season with so many great players becoming free agents, but why did you do what you did this off season? You have created incredible beasts in Los Angeles, Boston, San Antonio, Cleveland and the Magic.
There were so many teams last year we saw that were so good and so close. Why did you not help them? Teams like the Blazers and the Nuggets…we saw so much potential. Is it not their time yet?
With only five real competitors, you do bring us multiple story lines that will enchant us all season long.
Starting tonight, you’ll make us wonder when Ron Artest will lose it.
You’ll make us wonder when Shaq and Mike Brown will no longer get along, and Shaq will tell the media first.
And Lebron is a free agent, we know this, but please, do not make this an ongoing topic between Jeff Van Gundy and Mark Jackson. It will really turn into a played out Drake song on the radio. And that’s the last thing we need.
PS – I do think it’s odd that Chris Brown is making his musical comeback now that the NBA Season is back, and Shannon Brown is playing ball again. Just a thought.
And for all that is good in your heart, can you please make sure that Michael Redd, Tayshaun Prince, Rip Hamilton, Devin Harris, Amare Stoudemire, Steve Nash and any other veteran players who are on terrible teams as a result of your poorly managed team owners, are sent elsewhere? I have no problem with sending Devin Harris to Philadelphia to play with AI and Elton Brand. And what’s better than putting Michael Redd in New Orleans where he has people who will get him the ball. And besides, they need somebody who can hit a jumper in the 4th quarter (Sorry Predrag).
Steve Nash? Isn’t he supposed to unite with Mike in Phoenix? Make it happen.
As a Laker fan, please allow us to give Trevor Ariza a warm reception when Houston makes their first trip to Los Angeles. No ankle injuries or flu-like symptoms for an integral piece of the Lakers’ 15th title. We still truly do, want to give him a ring ceremony.
And on that note, please force a team to sign Sun Yue. He too, deserves a ring ceremony.
It was four long months and while you were gone, we had to deal with A-Rod’s drama, Brett Favre and a whole lot of unbelievably terrible music. Now, everybody loves Alex Rodriguez. Nobody can say anything negative about Brett Favre.
And music… there’s a song on the radio where grown men are singing “L-O-L … Smiley Face.” Some things are good in the world…Some things are down right wrong.
In the heat of a Dodgers-Phillies game with the World Series on the line, a fan held up a sign saying “Manny, At Least You are Clean Now.” On the back, it said “Kobe, LA Can Have You.” Even in tense situations, you are still on our minds, and no amount of words can fully tell you how glad I…we are that you are back.
The Nike and Jumpman commercials will return. Lil’ Dez will surely be around somewhere, and tonight in Los Angeles, when you bring out those rings, I will finally hear good music, and for the next eight months, you have my full attention like you always have.
But like all good friends, I have to critique you and am ultimately disappointed that you had to continue the so-called Clipper Curse and take Blake Griffin away from us for six weeks. He was supposed to change so many lives in Los Angeles. Think of Billy Crystal and Frankie Muniz for a minute.
Bring in the terrible Stuart Scott jokes, the Chris Webber faces, the entertaining analysis by Charles Barkley and in all seriousness, this year, I do need some Bill Walton in my life. Because if I see Brent Barry make one more layup without somebody giving him credit as the most athletic wingman in the game, I am going to lose it.
Regardless, thank you. We appreciate you. And please, do not leave us any time soon.
So ready.