jamar and frank look like bigtime pussies, imo.
Sports fans are way too protected. Someone being exceptional at a sport shouldn't give some pimple faced loser license to say some cac they would never say if the person was walking down the street. The irony is that if you or this dude who was talking cac saw a dude who looked like Jamar walking down the street you wouldn't even look him in the eye out of fear. However, sitting in the bleachers gives people amazing courage. One day an athlete is going to break someones face, fans and media will have outrage, I'll think it is funny as eff.
http://content.usatoday.com/communities/gameon/post/2011/02/lebron-james-confronts-heckler-who-insulted-his-mother-nba-miami-heat-detroit-piston/1
If Lebron would have hit him he would have been my favorite athlete ever. It seems like we need another Charles Barkley to remind you people to keep your mouths shut about calling people pussies and talking about peoples mothers.
Does this go for sportswriters too? I've been pretty rough on Kellis and was responsible for the infamous Lemon Party remark that the whole joint heard...I'd say it to his face though. Clarify a bit here for me...
"I'd say it to his face though."
That's the key. Getting personal with someone while they are on the court/at work is very unfair. If you wouldn't say it to them in a bar, you shouldn't say it at all. It's also important to note the difference between talking crap and getting personal as evidenced in the Lebron James article. People talk crap to him every single night, if you talk about a man's mother rough ridin' another dude, I hope you're ready to fight. There are things you can and can't say and I am pretty sure most know where those lines are, if you don't you probably shouldn't say crap. If I were standing next to Scary Smart and one of those dumb fucks decided to come up, I'd probably laugh when SS got his orbital bone broken and then take him out for a beer after he got out of the hospital and tell him not to be a bitch and sue. When guys talk crap on the court it is nothing like that, its why dudes can shake hands after the game without going to blows. What it comes down to is most herbs in the stance have no idea how to talk crap.
I've crossed the line twice and it was in the same game. At home versus KU, January 1997, my first KU game. I called Paul Pierce a pussy and a rough ridin' crybaby, he was literally crying tears when he picked up his fourth foul late in the game where Shawn Rhodes rimmed out a half court shot that would have sent the game to overtime. I firmly believe then and now that I could beat his ass. That same game I called Scot Pollard's girlfriend a dirty whore, but she started talking crap first. If he confronted me on that I'm not sure if I would have apologized or taken the ass beating, but I was definitely out of line.