Although I’m a basketball fan, in recent years I’ve watched very few NBA games. This year I watched zero. Not even the NBA finals.
I’ve not only become disenchanted with the pro game itself but with so many chest-thumping, camera gawking, self-absorbed men enamored by their own greatness.
Now, I wish I have seen some of the finals just to watch Giannis Antetokounmpo. Continue reading