What? (How Stephen A. asked probably the dumbest question in the history of sports media)

"What chu talkin' bout Willis?"

After Game 4 at the “Q” I ran into Albert Einstein and the big homie Martin Luther King Jr. sittin’ at a café arguin’ about the stupidity of boyz out here. Ole Albert broke out and said, “Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.” Brother Martin asked a boy to carefully hold his glass of Hennessey and said, “Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.” Then Albert looked at him like a boy just stepped on his shoes at the club and shouted, “The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits.”

Well playas…most of the time I expect idiot sports fans to say something stupid because 9 out of 10 times they’re only lookin’ out for their best interest. But when cats that get paid to talk sports and give their so-called “expert” opinions and they say something stupid that’s where I gotta draw the line playboy.

After Game 4 of the NBA Finals Stephen A. Smith was on the broadcast with the homie Michael Wilbon and he asked why the Cavaliers didn’t take LeBron through the concussion protocol after he split his head open on the fall into the camera. And that dun was heart attack serious bruh! Now I know that some clown in the truck told him to go ahead and say it so he did. However, even if you were thinkin’ it, it was stupid to say out loud. And if the dun in the truck told you to go for it, you knew better.

Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1^st! If LeBron would have gotten up and told a boy that he was Jesus and all 12 disciples, Mary’s stepfather and Joseph’s Sunday school teacher he wasn’t comin’ out of that game bruh! He could have jumped up and told them that he was Prince Akeem from “Coming To America” or Batman himself and he was gonna play! Do you hear me? Unless he had brain matter drippin’ out of his head he wasn’t comin’ out of that game.

We’re talkin’ about the Cleveland Cavaliers bruh! From Cleveland, Ohio! Yeah that CLEVELAND!! Not Cleveland, Mississippi! The city that hasn’t seen a championship since 1964 and you’re askin’ about a boy takin’ a concussion protocol test? I wanna see the dun that would have asked LeBron, the coachin’ and trainin’ staff or ole dull Dan Gilbert himself about takin’ a concussion protocol test. He would have gotten a concussion, a heart transplant and a dialysis appointment foolin’ around with these cats. A concussion protocol test? What?

"Man...that didn't make no sense! Think bruh!"

Unless that dun is dyin’ out there LeBron is playin’! He’s the only hope they’ve got of keepin’ this thing in the road playa. So I don’t know what Stephen A. was on Thursday night or who he was sittin’ next to and got a contact but he needs to change his seat for Game 5.

I know boyz gotta stir it up sometimes bruh but that wasn’t it playa. Askin’ asinine questions just to get these other cats goin’ isn’t the look you wanna have pimpin’! If LeBron walks out of the hotel tomorrow with his shoes on the wrong feet and his pants on inside out speakin’ Portuguese that dun’s gone play. Stop it! You sound crazy and stop me when I start lyin’!

Playas Thesaurus:
1) Dun: noun – the person that I’m talkin’ about, dude, guy, girl, etc. It’s non-gender specific.
2) Pimpin’: noun – the person that I’m passionately tryin’ to get my point across to.
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