All over town boyz are hot with Paul George for tellin’ the Pacers that he’s not feelin’ Indiana beyond the 2018 season. Once his contract expires he’s in the wind and duns around this piece are actin’ like some jilted lovers at the class reunion. Not only some of these media-types but more importantly the fans.
Listen up people!!! You don’t own Paul George!! He signed a contract that ends after the 2018 season and at that point he’s free to sign with whatever team he chooses. It’s called free agency bruh!! Don’t hate the playa hate the game. The dun you really should be mad at is Larry Bird for not playin’ the game of Chess better.
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! Everybody and their baby’s momma knew that PG13 wasn’t stayin’ in Indiana! EVERYBODY!! Durin’ the All-Star break back in February ole boy refused to sign an extension and then the leakage started with the rumors of him wantin’ to go back to the crib to play for the Lakers.
At that point it was up to the Pacers to try to deal him before we even got to this point. Sure, it would be darn near impossible to deal him anywhere for one year but it is what it is. However, what the Pacers do is of no concern to PG. He’s fulfillin’ his end of the contract by playin’.
Now boyz around here say that they’re fired up because Paul lied to them about bein’ a Pacers on last Thursday at the celebrity baseball game and then three days later he told them that he was dippin’ after next season.
Like I’ve told you in several Hot Joints and podcasts that his biggest flaw was that he doesn’t know how to handle the media. He answers questions that he shouldn’t answer and tells the truth to a fault. Well playas…on Thursday he lied to you and that’s not in his DNA. He wasn’t about to lie to boyz all year when he knows that he’s about to dip. So he told you the truth. “I’m goin’ to the crib playboy. It is what it is.”
Who can blame him? Would you rather live on Geist or Malibu? Would your rather be the lone celebrity in town or a celebrity among celebrities in Hollywood at 27 years old with a gang of bread in your pocket? You do the math!!!
Sometimes boyz need to take their fan hats off and smell the coffee. On a Wednesday night in February that he has off in Indianapolis he’s at home because there’s nothin’ to do around this piece and it’s a freakin’ snow storm outside. In Hollywood there’s always something to do, somewhere to go and it’s 75 degrees. Other celebrities are hangin’ out because they don’t have traditional jobs. So Wednesday night is no different than Saturday night. Which would you rather choose if you had the option?
Did I mention that the dun has all types of toys to drive? Where’s he goin’ to drive the convertible Ferrari durin’ hoop season in Indiana? I’m just sayin’ bruh! He’s 27 years old! I’m thinkin’ like a 27 year old right now not an old fart that sees the world through a completely different lens.
Like I wrote in the crazy Hot Joint entitled “Slow Jam” that explained to boyz that he’s damned if he does and damned if he doesn’t with the fans and media. If he tells them now they’re hot under the collar and had he lied to them all next season and then broke up with them they would have been extremely hot because they would have said that he led them on. The break up was inevitable so it was better to get it out of the way now and move on.
It’s business playboy! PG is lookin’ out for PG not the Pacers! You can’t be mad at him for not lookin’ out for the Pacers when they should have been lookin’ out for the themselves. Nobody is ever upset with the teams when they trade a boy with no warnin’. You’ve heard the stories of cats watchin’ TV and see their names pop up in a trade that they knew nothin’ about. Is that fair to the player and his family? No, but it is what it is. It’s called business and everybody’s not goin’ to be happy when it goes down.
I had duns on my timeline screamin’ “If he cared about the city he wouldn’t have ever told the Pacers he was leavin’!” What!!? You sound like a mad man butt naked foamin’ at the mouth.
He doesn’t care about the city that’s why he’s ready to leave! It’s a job bruh! He’s only here because he was drafted to play here. Now it’s over and he’s ready to leave.
Let me put it where the goats could get it. Would you rather the woman you’re about to marry tell you a year in advance that she’s really not feelin’ gettin’ married or would you rather she wait until the weddin’ day, come down the aisle, then have her homegirl pull you to the side in front of all of the guests and tell you that she’s not feelin’ it? I’m just sayin’!
The dun was leavin’ either way and you were goin’ to be mad either way. So be mad now and move on. Stop me when I start lyin’!
Make sure to check out the Real Playa Podcast on this foolishness too!!!
1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.
2) Crib: noun – home
3) Put it where the goats can get it: verb phrase – to make it as elementary as possible. To put it at ground level so everyone can understand it.
The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”
The captions under the photos aren’t real but its real talk!