Well, that should get Google’s attention. Maybe even someone who follows basketball. Apparently, my breakdown of how Chris Paul’s numbers last season gave him one of the most historic point guard seasons ever, and which, incidentally, blew away Steve Nash’s two MVP seasons, is forgotten. Some people, who don’t believe in small markets, are convinced the Hornets will finish no better than 7th this year, and that CP3 does not even get consideration, let alone a single vote, in the MVP category, though Derrick Rose and Kevin Durant do. Crazy. And people wonder why I disappear in the offseason. People are so fucking ridiculous that they forget what the sport of basketball is and/or are so fucking bored that they just invent stories to keep themselves occupied. Oooh… Stephon is insane, Rubio won’t come over, C.J. Watson only took a one year deal?! Whatthefuckever.
Listen. It’s not rocket science. If you’ve ever watched basketball, it’s pretty fucking obvious that Chris Paul is a once-in-a-generation talent. Quick, name the best players in the NBA. If you didn’t say CP, Kobe, and one other person, then you’re a moron. Yeah, yeah, freedom of choice, opinion, etc. All that also includes the freedom to be wrong, to be a moron, and just plain ignorant. Congratulations. Sometimes I wish this country was a totalitarian state and they made everyone worship the players who had talent and heart (yeah, I’m talking to you Vince Carter), rather than just those that get the most attention. At least it’d be a little more honest.
Sorry if I don’t drop to my knees and worship the capitalist propaganda that would make us believe the Knicks deserve a championship when they haven’t even put forth a team that resembles a professional unit since Allan Houston played for them and don’t bask in the glow of yet another Celtics-Lakers matchup when there are are 30 teams in the league with 30 equally laudable fanbases, or for that matter, drool at the mere mention of the “Chosen One”—a.k.a. the Nike whore or whoever makes the sponsors figure will make them the most money (um, Dwayne Wade?). Call me an elitist, call me a purist, yeah, like those are bad things, but I appreciate the game of basketball. I’ll follow the talent like Deep Throat said to follow the money. And the media is complicit. Already they’re putting it again as Kobe-LRJ for MVP and Celts-Lakeshow for the ring. Fucking sad. Unprecedented parity and they mouth the same shit? Dimemag is one of the few that gets it. They ask the hard questions. Steve Nash (no offense, dude, I love your game), and Duncan (ditto) both have two MVPs, and Shaq one? What the fuck? Dime thought that weird. Me too. But I digress. Dime also noticed that no one has truly appreciated CP3‘s greatness. That the rest of the country isn’t onboard makes me want to drop a bunch of downers chased with beer like Hunter S. Thompson and go on a shooting spree.
But why cry over spilt media milk? That’s just how it is today, money, money, money. No one cares about the truth or the purity of existence that is exemplified by the beauty of physical perfection, which is exactly what excellence in sports is. Forget that Chris does things that no one has, probably ever, other than Magic, Johnny Stock, and the Big O. That’s okay. People can forget. And then the season will start. And then you’ll all remember why they called him the Baby-Faced Assassin, the Grief Merchant, or the guy who could talk about Fight Club. Call him what you will, or ignore him if you will; I’ll be watching, though, and I’ll call him what he is: a warrior, a winner, and the-real-MVP, and someday soon, an NBA Champion.
And it will happen in New Orleans. And people will wonder why they don’t know more about him. They’ll wonder what inane thing they were doing when Chris Paul did ______ because their TV station didn’t carry that game. You really want to know what “amazing” is? Just watch CP do his thing.
Until then, pretend that someone else deserves the headlines. Pretend that some other player should be the league’s MVP. When the truth is he can do things that no one else can, is a leader like few others, and who will continue to smash records on his way to greatness. I know where I’ll be when it happens. Do you?