John Burton, the Chairman of the California Democratic Party, once said, “States can be deterred by the fear of retaliation; non-state organizations cannot be deterred at all.” Roberto Assagioli, the Italian psychiatrist, gave it to us like this, “Without forgiveness life is governed by… an endless cycle of resentment and retaliation.” Then Albert Camus, the French philosopher, knocked over a boy’z drink and stared at him like what, when he spit, “Retaliation is related to nature and instinct, not to law. Law, by definition, cannot obey the same rules as nature.”
Well playas…law says that you need to understand the rules of ghetto thinkin’ before you start talkin’ crazy to boyz. In the midst of all of the foolishness surroundin’ the Kyrie trade demand that went public, Stephen A. Smith and LeBron are beefin’ about what Stephen A. told boyz about LeBron sayin’ that if he were in front of Kyrie he would whoop his A**!!
Don’t get it twisted playboy, I’ve got no problem with Stephen A. tellin’ some side bar information that one of LeBron’s boyz let leak. Why? Because that’s what Stephen A. does for a livin’.
However, my problem is with the way the dun responds when a boy disagrees with what he says. If you’re goin’ to stand on your integrity and talk about your professionalism in this business then be professional when a boy says that what you claim to be true isn’t.
When LeBron refuted what he said as nonsense on Twitter and Stephen A. went nuts tryin’ to defend his journalistic integrity. He goes on to say, “That’s what was TOLD to me. I did not speculate, I did not put that out there, it was TOLD to me. VERBATIM.” Okay bruh! That’s where his response should have ended. Instead, he pulls a sucka move and starts makin’ threats to LeBron about tellin’ other dirt that he knows about him. He brings up tellin’ boyz “the real story about what happened with LeBron against Boston the spring before he decided to leave Cleveland and take his talents to South Beach.”
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! Stephen A. is goin’ to get enough of talkin’ reckless at boyz out here bruh. It’s our job as journalists to give boyz our opinions and to even break stories as Stephen A. and others do. However, when you start threatenin’ cats to release information that you know about them that’s when you take it to the streets and all professionalism goes out of the window.
Remember when the dun was runnin’ around tellin’ boyz that he’d talked to somebody in KD’s camp and they told him that ole boy was goin’ to LA in free agency and KD basically called him a liar? Instead of standin’ on what he’d reported and what he said he’d been told. Stephen A. tried to bully KD by threatenin’ to tell his business. Remember that? That’s a sucka move bruh! That’s called tryin’ to bully cats because he’s got dirt. That’s foul balls anyway you look at it.
Remember last year when he ran up on the wrong cat, Glenn “Big Dog” Robinson, my homeboy, with that foolishness? He was on Sirius XM’s “Karen Hunter Show” when they brought up the subject of race and sports and out of the blue this cat went in on Glenn. He jumps out of the birthday cake butt naked foamin’ at the mouth and says, “I despise him and he despises me.” He was talkin’ about how he didn’t like the way Glenn treated Randy Ayers as his coach at the time. Their real beef came when Glenn was about to get at Stephen A. in the locker room for writin’ somethin’ crazy about him when he was a beat writer in Philly.
In Less than 24 hours Big Dog was on TMZ cuttin’ straight to the chase tellin’ Stephen A. that he didn’t have to despise him for 12 more years. “Let’s get in the cage my brother!”
The next day that dun was on First Take cleanin’ that foolishness up. Why? Because he knew he’d barked up the wrong tree and the dun he was goin’ after didn’t care two dead flies smashed about gettin’ at him.
Report whatever you’re goin’ to report bruh. Just understand that boyz won’t always agree with what you’re reportin’. And some cats are simply CYA-ing. But when you start tryin’ to punk boyz because they aren’t in agreement with whatever you said, now you’re in the streets. And not everybody you’re talkin’ crazy too is that far removed from the streets.
What Stephen A. has to understand is that these are grown “A” men he’s talkin’ reckless to and everybody didn’t grow up in the suburbs. Nor is everybody professional, tryin’ to be professional or lookin’ to handle it professionally. I guess he’s forgotten how boyz really get down out here.
Sure, cats like LeBron and KD are too big and global to get involved with gettin’ at a boy but there are cats that are simply basketball players and that won’t think twice about tappin’ a boy up. I’m just sayin’.
Lastly, these players need to understand that they wouldn’t be runnin’ into these types of squabbles if they closed the fort down and taught their boyz to shut up talkin’ to cats that don’t care about nothin’ but themselves. Stop me when I start lyin’!
Playas Thesaurus:
1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.
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 caption under the photo isn’t real but its real talk!