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BEAT LA!

Three Super Bowls, two World Series, and now an NBA championship.

WOW.

Kobe Bryant’s post-game comments after the Lakers historic collapse at the hands of the Celtics last night.

“A lot of wine, a lot of beer, a couple shots, maybe like 20 of them, digest it, get back to work,” Kobe Bryant said when asked how the Lakers could possibly bounce back.

Got that, kids? When the going gets tough, drink! That’ll fix everything.

Pathetic.

 

One of my favorite things about taking the train to work is getting to read the Metro. (Hey now, stop laughing!) I mean, first of all, it’s free. And second, because it’s free, my expectations are low enough that I’m frequently surprised at the quality of the writing.

 

Sure, they make lots of little mistakes here and there, but it’s a much better newspaper than it needs to be. I appreciate that. And, every once in a while, someone like Sarah Green comes along and blows me away with a little sports piece like this, which captures my feelings about being a Celtics bandwagon-hopper exactly.

Here’s my favorite part:

These folks must also secretly know how sinfully delightful it feels to surf over to a Celtics game anytime you feel like it, as if it were a “Law and Order” rerun. “Oh dearie me, there’s nothing on the telly … oh, is it the conference finals? Third quarter? Yes, let’s watch. Tra la la!”

It’s nothing like being a “real fan.” If being a “real fan” is like a marriage—for better and for worse, in sickness and in health, ’til death and all that jazz—then being a bandwagon fan is like having a no-strings-attached vacation fling. Sure, the former is deeply rewarding, morally upright, prevents osteoporosis and all that. But therein lies the delicious, guilty pleasure of the latter.

I couldn’t have said it better myself. Though, to be clear, I’ve never actually uttered the words “tra la la.”

 

Not in public, anyway.