Gosh, sometimes I scare myself with the timing of my commentary.
Just a couple days ago, I posted about bad credit. That was about how difficult it seemingly is for people to give credit to others when they do something well. Just two days ago, mind you. Now I have a national scale example to chat about today. Eerie, right?
Back in March, I posted a blog about my local NBA team (“From dogs to underdogs”) and the nearly universal vilification of the players due to the choice of three superstars deciding to band together to overcome their individual obstacles to attaining a championship. For more color or background, you can read the post, since I don’t care to rehash it here.
The most imposing and nationally intriguing obstacle was the esteemed and feared team from Beantown, they of the green leprechaun. This was the team that had eliminated each of the two biggest stars on their respective previous two teams in the past couple years. They were the reigning Eastern Conference Champion and barely missed being the NBA champion by the skin of a few missed shots.
The season opened with the two teams meeting in the first game of the year, on national TV at the greenies home. Smothering them in the first quarter, they ultimately went on to spank my home team that game and two more times during the year. The “experts” crowed! No one beats the greenies, certainly not those cocky upstarts from South Florida.
The last regular season meeting between the two teams was a wipeout by my home team. The “experts” laughed. There was no need for the greenies to win that game. Come the playoffs, when the game turns to defense and half-court (i.e. slow) play, the youngsters would wilt under the experience and execution of the greenies. It was too soon. It was not the youngsters’ time yet.
The first two games in Miami went to the home team. The “experts” scoffed. The playoffs don’t matter until a team wins on the road. And the greenies had a chance to win both games in Miami. Wait until it moved to Boston.
Sure enough, the greenies cruised to an easy win in the third game. The “experts” nodded sagely. Told you the Miami team could not beat the greenies. Why, they haven’t won in Boston in four years! Get ready for a seven game series. Get ready for nervousness and bet on experience. And the best player on Miami? He’s no good at the end of games. Never has been. Plus, the world hates him, so it would be wrong for them to win.
Miami won the third game. A big 3-pointer by “he who is no good at the end of games” tied the score and he also played exceptional in overtime. The “experts” pointed out that he nearly lost the game with a dreadful turnover with 19 seconds left in the game. Did you read that? The point they focused on was that he nearly lost a game his team actually won.
Finally, the team returned to Miami with a chance to end the greenies dominance forever. Late in the 4th quarter the team trailed the greenies and things looked bleak. And then…and then…the home team rallied for 16 consecutive points, including the last 10 by “he who is not good at the end of games”. Finally, finally, the team from Miami had finally beaten the greenies. Finally, this gorilla was off their back forever. Finally. And the place went wild! The place went wild! They had beaten the greenies at last. Their “archenemies” were finally beaten!
And the conversation that evening and the next day?
“Why did the players and fans celebrate so much?”
Are you kidding me? Really? REALLY?
Sounds like the bad credit problem is a heck of a lot more widespread than I thought. And it seems like my post was especially well-timed.