Insufferable might be the agonized New York Knicks fan that laments the slow destruction of a once-proud franchise. But insufferable is the sports fan from Boston that, in a span of four years, has played the “woe is me, we’re cursed” card and the “we’re the best sports city in the world” card. Boston has neither the monopoly on misery nor the monopoly on success. But citizens from the dark, wintry corner of America where trailer trash is in great abundance often forget this.
I‘d like to introduce Bill Simmons to reality but he’s too far gone. So I’ll simply call him out as a jackass who might want to remember that lambasting a fanbase for doing the song-and-dance routine that was perfected by all those drunken racists who drop their r’s is the height of hypocrisy.
I‘d like to introduce Bill Simmons to reality but he’s too far gone. So I’ll simply call him out as a jackass who might want to remember that lambasting a fanbase for doing the song-and-dance routine that was perfected by all those drunken racists who drop their r’s is the height of hypocrisy.
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