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SchadenFreud

A reader writes:

Fun

As you know, the multitude of fans that enjoyed your game recaps hope you will soon publish more editorials on BEB-The Dead Storm as yet another season spirals out of control and is ripe for your award winning humor.

Things have become so predictably boring after games that we yearn for comic relief. The leftist mob that now inhabits Redman Dot Com is much of the same old crapsters.

We know how busy you are shoveling snow in that God forsaken remote village you have chosen in the witness protection program, but please dip into your ink well and give us the insulting news we deserve for being St. John’s fans.

Your fan,
Johnny Rotten

Well Johnny Rotten – if that is your real name – here’s the thing. I used to write my hilarious japes and monkeyshines about the disaster that is St John’s basketball because St John’s basketball made me miserable. It was way to let off anger, angst and frustration. Nowadays though I hope that St John’s loses every single game they play. And since they almost never win games – meaningful ones anyway – I am rarely doleful. Quite the opposite: rooting against St John’s is like rooting for Dook or the Yankees, fans of which I assume enter each season with the expectation (or at least the possibility) of a favorable outcome. Which is how I feel now that I root for the other guy: because the other guy invariably winning is now a favorable outcome. Call it foul weather fandom.

Personally I hope Anderson never gets fired, because he sucks and his stupid Fugazi system sucks and St John’s will suck for as long as he’s the coach, and St John’s sucking makes me happy. I’m mean sure, do I sometimes get the urge to pound out 2000 words rubbing the suck in the faces of smug dopes like Lawmanfan and the rest of the former seventh grade girl AAU coaches that comprise the Anderson / Cragg fan club at Redman dot dum. Of course I do. And maybe someday I will. But not today: because tomorrow’s game day, and St John’s is going to lose, and that’s going to make me happy. Relatively speaking obviously.