Hate Me and I’ll Hate You Back

The World Of Isaac is a generally fantastic blog… but good ol’ Isaac has been bitten by the bug.  You know… the “I hate Boston” bug.

But that’s OK… because I love the hate.  I cut slices off other peoples’ hate, top it with whipped cream, and eat it as dessert.  I gather up everyone’s hate, throw it into a pillow case, and sleep comfortably on it.

I’m also OK with it because Boston is not Detroit.  And I’ll hapilly drink up the hate if it means not living in America’s Most Miserable City.

I’ll sit here and take the barbs so I don’t have to listen to Detroit’s Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick…. who, if you haven’t heard… was cheating on his wife… and had it exposed when text messages on his city-issued cell phone were released.  His reaction… try to change the rules so text messages don’t get released anymore.  Classy

Detroit produced cars so…. um… reliable… that Japan and Germany are running circles around American car companies.  Detroit is so bad… the most influential record company in the world… Motown Records… got the hell out and moved to New York.  And has anyone seen Animal Cops: Detroit?

Basketball-wise… what’s not to hate about the “Detroit” Pistons (who play 30 miles away from Detroit).  Reasons 1 through 100 are encompassed in this douchebag:

Hate Me and I'll Hate You Back

He single-handedly did more to ruin the Pistons than anyone else.  Everyone who hates the Pistons will put ol’ Bill up there as reason #1.

But there is joy for me in hating the Pistons.  History isn’t smiling on those great Pistons teams.  Laimbeer is remembered as a douche.  Dennis Rodman is remembered a freak… and those who remember his as a baller think of him more as a Bull or even a Spur.  Isiah Thomas is remembered as the guy who destroyed the CBA andthe New York Knicks.  Joe Dumars is remembered as “the nice one”… and everyone else is sort of forgotten.

I know RedsArmy.com is a destination for opposing teams’ fans.  So bring it on Detroit.  I don’t think you’ve got much to brag about.

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