You know, I had a nice, juicy paragraph written up for that stupid collection of shit gargling Pacer fans, but then it dawned on me --- why even waste my breath? Is it even worth hitting the "Post" button to remind a mentally inept fan base that their collection of wanna-be stars, throw-aways and the unathletic Super White Guy duo of Jeff Foster and Tyler "Gerald Henderson ruined my face" Hansbrough has absolutely zero chance at beating our Bulls in a seven game series. None. Zero.
Our star is better than their phony ***** of a star, our starters are better, our bench is deeper and more aggressive. Our coaches are better, our defense is better, our offense is better. We have the best arena in the NBA and the best fans.
All Derrick Rose did was remind the Pacers that we think absolutely nothing of them. What rivalry? I didn't see Reggie Miller suit up today. Where was Antonio Davis, Rik Smits? I didn't see those guys. So please, quit pretending like beating our team with our second best player and sixth man both nursing injuries is like the 1993 Mavericks beating the Showtime Lakers. Shit, your guys were celebrating like a bunch of fucking dads that just won their softball tournament. Act like you've been there before, Indianapolis. This is exactly why I hate Colts fans, they're all the same. It's irritating living in Indiana and having to listen to all of the nonsense about this team "being dangerous." Please, a true champion doesn't celebrate a fucking meaningless regular season win.
Ohhh, Pacers fans. I hope we see you again in the playoffs, so I can once again take the two hour drive up to Indy, sit courtside and watch our team pick you apart, once again sending you back to basketball obscurity.
Remember, Pacers fans: you root for this --
We don't bother celebrating meaningless games because, you know... we're used to this at the end of the season.
Hope to see you again soon.