I entered the NBA All-Star Weekend thinking I was a hard-boiled basketball cynic. Turns out, I’m a sucker. Apparently, everyone hated everything about the weekend in Indianapolis...except for me and the people who watched in my family room.
Here’s the weird thing — while I enjoyed the All-Star events — I didn’t love everything I saw, and I agree with a lot of the frustration being vented in the seemingly endless scroll of complaining. The dunk contest could be better. Same for the skills competition.
I had fun anyway, perhaps because my son is the real target All-Star target — a casual fan, who generally is more interested in the jokes on an NBA sub-Reddit than he is in watching regular season games.