It’s finally happening. At the ripe age of 24, I’m becoming a grumpy old man. It started years ago, I guess, but really came to fruition this summer as I screamed to my television like I just caught it cheating on me with the mailman:
You’re going to join three other superstars? In my day, Jordan, Barkley, Magic and Bird would never have wanted to group up. That’s when athletes were athletes. This generation doesn’t know anything about the ’80s!
Granted, being alive in the Jordan era has forever cemented people around my age as the “Ho-Hum” generation, thoroughly unimpressed with pretty much anything else that happens in sports. But look around. It’s getting worse. Read the rest of this entry »





