TripleThreat wrote:jrodmc wrote:He wants more than a basketball career. The FUKTARD! How dare he! Why, doesn't he know he's a DOUCHE?
I remember surfing through cable one night, many years ago, where it was sort of documentary on the car culture ( I think this was post Fast and Furious) And it showed this one guy, where he had a wife and newborn, and they were living all together in one bedroom that they rented out from another family, half the room was filled with car parts, and instead of actually getting a quality living space for his family, the guy was shown buying some kind of fancy new muffler for his car. And talking about how he wanted to be a car designer and premier professional racer.
And I kept thinking, what a sad sorry douchebag mother ****er this guy is, his family is eating Ramen, scraping by, never sees him, and he's off spending all the money he makes on car parts.
You make certain choices in life, you have responsibilities. If a guy does right by his family, does right by his job, takes care of business, actually raises his kid, actually acts like a stand up husband, actually provides for those he chose to be responsible for, then if that dude wants to take some of that extra hard earned money, after he's filled a college fund and set up for retirement and ensured his family has a safe place to live and opportunity for his kids to go to good schools and such, and then get a "fun car" for himself, then ok. I think no one would begrudge him that.
But often responsibility comes with sacrifice. Doing right by your family often means you can't choose to be a racer or spend all your money on car parts or ignore your family and shove them into a small room with no other future prepared for them.
Melo wants more than to be a NBA player, then fine. Then first, do your JOB and be excellent at being an NBA player first. Your JOB is to be a FRANCHISE PLAYER. That means you are obligated to lead, on and off the court. You are obligated to be in elite physical condition. That means you are obligated to play and commit to elite defense. That means you are obligated to develop your game each season, adding more and more to your arsenal.
I don't think you seem to get it. I don't think anyone begrudges Melo a life outside of basketball if he was ACTUALLY DOING HIS JOB ON THE BASKETBALL COURT. Being a relentless gunner isn't enough. Having some nice individual stats isn't enough.
Chris Bosh could have signed with a team where he was the primary player. Instead, he signed with the Heat, knowing he'd have to subvert his game and not be the first option. He doesn't get the benefit of being the Alpha Dog, but neither does the full weight of responsibility fall on him either. Melo "forced" his way to NY. He wanted to be the MAN in NY. You want the job, you have to eat the responsibility that comes with it.
Melo is EXACTLY like that douchebag I saw in that documentary who left his wife and newborn rotting in a single room, eating Ramen, with no future, so he could buy a new muffler for his car. You CHOSE to be a father and husband, then own your responsibility for it. You don't get to flush those duties because you discovered you want to be a racer. You CHOSE to be the Alpha Dog of the New York Knicks. I don't care if you want to be a rapper on the side, or develop your own clothing line, or your own investment company, or you own stupid hat company, or any other brand horse ****. Your job is to lead the team and act like an example and leader.
Dude, even kids understand this concept. Do your chores first. Do your homework. Help out your little brothers and sisters. Help out your mom and dad around the house. Then you can go play. Then you can turn on the video game machine. Then you can do more of what you want to do, after you've taken care of your responsibilities first.
EVEN CHILDREN UNDERSTAND THIS.
That Melo should be taking care of business as a Knick first and foremost before he spouts off on the media about all the other things he wants to do, with money he gets paid to be a Knick, first and foremost, but seems to elude you, is just plain sad.
Do you really think that way? Do you really have no concept of accountability? Of duty? Or owing your choices?
Jesus H Christ dude, I hope you don't have children. Because I would feel sorry for kids who have to get raised by someone who doesn't even understand the basic concept of being responsible for your choices.
"Cicero, do you find it hard to do your duty?" - General Maximus
"Sometimes I do what I want to do, the rest of the time, I do what I have to." - Cicero, from the movie, Gladiator.
Jesus Christ is most likely wondering if you can actually read, dude.
Nice of you to only respond to my first sentence, and then practically rewrite the rest of my post by droning on about some more silly tripe that's so case in point, it's beyond frightening. Perhaps you should try to find a documentary on the truly self-absorbed.
Melo is talking about LEGACY. He wants to be remembered and accomplish MORE than what your little hissy fit, entitlement fan mindset will allow. Please stop with the pathetic analogies about deadbeat dads and little kids. Even your imgainary kindergardners realize you're making absolutely no sense. Comparing Melo to some loser on a documentary, [BY THE WAY, GENIUS, WHY DID YOU INVEST YOUR TIME WATCHING A DOCUMENTARY ABOUT A DOUCHEBAG? WERE YOU TAKING NOTES AND PATTING YOURSELF ON THE BACK?] because he's not living up to your knotted panty, self-important rantings about basketball the way you see it to be, which, of course to all the rest of the populace, is the way it OUGHT to be.
In case you haven't noticed, we are talking about a 30 year-old professional athelete, who, by the way, has a fairly impressive resume to all but the few dikheads on here who can't get it through their self-important skulls that the man's pretty much lifted us out of the Sixer/Brooklyn model of 23 wins and a wasted draft pick all by himself.
Before you cut and paste your insipid "he made this bed gutting a great franchise" arguments, please stop. I've read them all already. Melo, despite your deranged hate, did not trade himself to the Knicks, did not make JesusLin go to Houston, does not hold the GM reins and ownership rights to multiple franchises, and if he was negotiating with weapons and live ammo, Phil most likely would have let us read about it.
He makes a sheetload of money, we haven't won a chip or even a second round yet. Relax Mr. Auerbach, I get that. I've been watching and cheering the Knicks since before the first and only pair of chips. I want the trophy here too. I've suffered through Louie Orr and Pat Cummings and the whole lot.
Let's recap professional basketball for second, shall we? And despite your brethren dktf's obvious penchant for reposting his posts after hitting the "thesaurus" function, I'm going to try and use really small words for you. Just like you and your imaginary responsible little children can understand. Because you see, I've actually raised three kids, remained married to the same woman for over 30 years, and I pay all my taxes each and every year right on time.
Melo has spent his entire adult life thus far as a paid professional athelete, and a part-time actor, and business hobbiest. Making millions upon millions playing a sport and wearing kicks. Now, let that sink in for a second. He makes a ton of money for practicing and playing a sport. Not running for Congress, not curing cancer, or trying to solve the deep mysteries of particle physics. Grown professionals, who would laugh at you until pissless if you even tried to offer your dopey insights about how to run a professional franchise, have lined up to pay the man. Now, think about that for maybe a few minutes. Let it sink in. Despite the fact that he doesn't train to your liking, defend to your liking, assist to your liking or even speak or think to your liking, he's accomplished enough to have fairly smart, accomplished, wealthy people offer him boatloads to perform at levels that don't reach your standard of model pro basketball and stellar human existence.
Now, does that say ANYTHING TO YOU? Or do you just want to continue spouting your verbal dysentery that really just sounds over and over again like the same tkf, dtkf, guns, 3G4G, etc etc line of ugly, beetchy self-centered jealous PMS whining? Because seriously, if you really enjoyed your years of watching 23 and 29 win Knicks teams with lowlights of Gallo being beat up by the late Tractor Traylor or Nate the Not So Great shooting at the wrong basket, or losing games because we've got players slapping backboards... than watching the best player this team has had since Ewing, then there is really, really something alot more wrong with you than your docudrama homie living in an apartment trying to be Enrico Ferrari.
Try worrying more about living up to your own standards of responsibility and humanity as much as you do worrying about Melo's ability to do the same. I can almost guarantee you'll live longer.