The Golden State Warriors are the peculiar intersection between basketball wisdom and barbershop humor.
Their acute understanding of the game is as sharp as their contemptuous wit. Their hoops prowess and comedic genius have made them Public Enemy #1 for the NBA landscape; unfortunately there isn’t a damn thing that landscape can do about it for the forseeable future.
That’s why I was eager with gold-blooded anticipation when James Harden, reigning league MVP and longtime Warriors punching bag, was caught in the act of some egregious basketball chicanery.
PREPOSTEROUS.
As the NBA social media universe exploded in derision over this affront to James Naismith’s great game, I knew it would only be a matter of time before a member of the Golden Empire voiced their amused criticism.