Confessions of a Lakers Fan
Eric Neel has some stuff to get off his chest on ESPN's Page 2.
I hate the Celtics. I hate the green. I hate Bill Russell's mannered little goatee. I hate Red's cigar. I hate Bird's mullet. I hate the leprechaun. I hate the stupid floor. I hate Don Nelson and his lucky bounce. I hate M.L. Carr and his towel. And I hate Danny Ainge and his pout most of all....
When the Lakers lost to Boston last week in a hail of boos and "Beat L.A." chants, I was miserable, angry, alone in my office, not cleared, as my wife said, "for human contact." But the feeling didn't linger as it should have, didn't ruin my weekend the way I wanted it to. I couldn't quite hold a grudge against these Celtics.
I hate myself for that, for not hating them quite enough, for feeling the hate slowly ebb out of me. I can't bear to think of what Gail Goodrich would think of me now.
I hate myself for playing back Saturday night's last-second Allen 3-pointer to beat Charlotte. Three times. I hate myself for setting the DVR to record Tuesday's game against Cleveland. And the Thursday game against the Knicks, too. I hate myself for thinking, even if the Lakers don't get there to meet them, that it would be pretty cool if this team can sustain its energy, stay healthy and make the Finals.
No, it's worse than that. It's not simply a matter of self-loathing. That would be easy enough to weather. Hell, I'm a writer; self-loathing is part of the job. It's not that I hate myself.
It's that when I watch these Celtics do their thing, with a smile on my face, I don't even know who I am.
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I hate the Lakers. I hate the yellow. I hate Kareem’s bald head. I hate Jack Nicholson and his sunglasses. I hate Magic’s cheesy smile. I hate Jerry Buss. I hate Thompson’s Water Supply commercials because it reminds me of Mychael Thompson. I hate Glen Rice and Mitch Richmond for going to get championships. I hate Karl Malone and Gary Payton for trying to do the same. I hate Worthy, Cooper, and Byron Scott but also Chuck Nevitt, Swen Nater, and Sedale Threatt.
I guess it’s mutual.
But when the Lakers do well I stop watching basketball and try and pretend it doesn’t exist.
sounds like to me someone is itching to let their true celtics fan colors show.
by RickyDavisfor3 on Nov 26, 2007 8:52 PM EST reply actions
It ain’t easy being green but it’s way easier than being yellow. Come out of the dark Eric, come out of the think greasy smog and purple haze shawdows of being a faker….errrrrr I mean Laker. Step out into the fresh green clean mornin’ air and wash yourself off with a bar of minty fresh Irish Spring soap and then have a bowl “me Lucky Charms”. Then you might begin to see who you really are.
Can’t you hear it now rising up in the back of your throat? Whispering to yourself in your new found freedom…..“I am Celtic…. I’m a Celtic” :D
And the point of printing that ranting mess is …?
by lemonadesky on Nov 27, 2007 12:49 AM EST reply actions
For now the Cs are going up and the Lakers are coming down. It must be tough to be a Laker out there now with all the front runners in “tinsel town”. Heh, heh, heh.
by Greg37 on Nov 27, 2007 12:02 PM EST reply actions

































