VinsanityRecently, Bill Simmons wrote about Vince Carter's extraordinary screwjob on the city of Toronto during the season. For the uninitiated, Carter was dogging it early in the season, basically not trying, which forced the Raptors to trade him to the Nets for a bag of donuts.
Now that he is gone, he is like the ex girlfriend you thought you were going to marry, you can curse his name and rip up his posters, but deep down you can't ever hate him, but it's also physically impossible for you to see him happy with anyone else. All you want to do is pretend that he doesn't exist and move on with your life. It is too emotional to wake up everyday and realize that we're not together anymore and that there's nothing we can do to get him back.
All we want is a clean break, we don't want to hear about vinsanity and we don't want to see vinsanity, no law suits to drag it out more then it already is, just give me back that empty void and stop tearing my heart out. Maybe, just maybe we could meet up in a few years, when the wounds aren't so fresh. We can do it in the spring when the flowers are blooming and maybe just maybe we will have truly met the one and we can reminisce of the past and what once was. Until then stay the eff off my morning loop.
PS: Seeing him torch toronto for 39 was like watching your ex make out with that sleazy dude at the bar, just knowing he was gonna go home and take care of business with her.
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