#nba
A religion without the pretense of morality, wisdom, or transcendence. the “Man Religion” of sports ball Like a religion but it’s worse: there's no actual pretense for ethical framework, no stories that teach anything but dominate or win . The whole thing is a homogenized near safe , giant, flashing coping mechanism for people terrified of thought especially real introspection. So just like church cept you don't have to sing along if you don't want to.
You don’t even have to be good at or participate in sports or know real danger
don't need to have any kind of life, just consume a repackaged version of it like everything else. Again just like church.
Anything but a mailbox full of more bills and a meaningless soul crushing job
for just a few minutes.
Like you the players and the fans don’t build anything; they buy symbols or aspire to be branded as one ,
hollow symbols to replace actual belonging
because they can’t generate meaning or depth or satisfaction on their own. They can’t make art, so they call repetitive idiocy with penalty flags and non stop ads entertainment
that's NOT art.
They can’t feel ANYTHING CLOSE to awe wouldn't know innovation or individuality if it jumped up and slapped them in the face, so they substitute adrenaline and noise.
The whole thing is a homogenized near safe , giant, flashing coping mechanism for people terrified of thought especially real introspection.
Vicarious so called achievement or false win or justified loss and anger. Ritual for the sake of ritual, spectacle for the sake of spectacle, and the constant reinforcement that obedience, consumption, and shallow tribal loyalty are the only measures of value.
You don’t HAVE to pray to feel connected just pay so exactly like real church , you scream at a screen to feel relevant. Competent, capable men. don’t build or create, they rage consume symbols logos, jerseys, ads
because without them, they'd have to confront how empty life actually is. The clergy is replaced by coaches, announcers, and network executives; the sacraments are replaced by beer, nachos, and victory dances. The holy texts are endless replay reels and highlight clips.
But there's still a lot of **** touching so you'll feel right at home.
Just don't wear the wrong colors to the wrong place or you might get beaten and dragged behind a pick up truck, so yeah just like.....
AND All of it pretends to matter. Replay reels as holy texts. Coaches, announcers, network execs as clergy. Victory dances as sacraments. **** touching and chest pounding as rites of passage. No art, no innovation, no individuality just the constant, flashing, homogenized coping mechanism for people terrified of their own minds.
and like church what does it accomplish ? What does anyone actually get or WIN ? ... Bond debt ? head trauma ?
Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 6:59 PM UTC
Yo to keep it 100 -
If I could go back in time I wouldn't.
Let the records hold they place.
I'm done tryin to convince you both the things I been threw.
Before my jersey was in the rafters,
I was like Vince before he left the Raptors,
Bounding over boundaries like I had shox in my shoes.
You see I tried to impress the judges - I was shocked by the boo's,
My heart turned colder than Toronto cause all my exes were actors,
See I had to ditch diplomacy ; depend against my attackers,
I felt like a loan warrior and then suddenly - I grew,
My limbs stretched further than my imagination,
My torso was more so like a river basin,
but as my body grew in size , the guilt I carried did too,
Before I knew it - my shadow covered the ground like a sheet,
Amazed by the mass I had amassed - I was in disbelief I now stood more than 81 ft,
Now everything I never knew was within my reach,
But peep
The burdens that I bear be on some revenant.
I fed my guilt, it fed off me - I was JUST like Rick Moranis.
I'm Ja Morant or maybe more like Miles Morales..
I'm more and more embarrassed ..by the Aurora Borealus..... left by my shame.
I was forced to swallows my pride - **** be ****** up my larynx,
But I'm boarding up my barracks,
And I'm suggesting you to do the same,
I'm running gags like lil homie from home alone,
I been on DND ever since karma called my home,
Mfs want my jazz but not my blues - I'm more like Karl Malone,
I tried to blame the refs for my fugue state,
when it was me that here .. in the first place.
The victim was the culprit.
Over me it loomed -
dropped an anvil of anguish like they do in ****** tunes,
I'm hangin on by a thread not even lilo could stitch me,
Had to walk it like I talk it - fate tied the shoes on my tongue,
My skin singed by the sharp pain of the 1000 looks,
My skull crushed under the weight of 1000 books,
I had to eat my words, I couldn't stomach it,
My indigestion was incomprehensible,
My miscomprehension of of my tendons was indefensible,
The guilt of feelin like a ship with no direction.
That gut feelin to cut feelins cause **** get deep like a Cesarean Section..
Jul 2, 2024
Jul 2, 2024 at 5:13 PM UTC
I’m your partner; I’m your bestie;
bounce with me, on a daily
I’m your supporter; when you’re angry;
shoot your shot; express though feelings
you know me; ya main friend;
ball is life, til the end
I’m your master plan…
I’m your master plan…
Dec 12, 2021
Dec 12, 2021 at 10:50 AM UTC
legend genes, wild machine
test your skills, ok King
you know me, biggest fan
master plan, ball to man
build that stash, let’s make cash
now I said what I said
I’m your master plan….
I’m your master plan….
I’m your master plan….
Dec 12, 2021
Dec 12, 2021 at 9:44 PM UTC
big dream & grind
a player with odd circumstance
battle life with a game of chance
practice hard through the trails
you’ll be rewarded with a great big smile
be thankful for the past
life will change for you very fast
Oh, oh, oh, yeah…..
Dec 12, 2021
Dec 12, 2021 at 10:57 PM UTC
well-defined, bottom line
be victorious all the time
it’s my guy and just me
for all others to see
show our talent is our thing
scoring bucket’s what we bring
I’m your master plan…
I’m your master plan…
I’m your master plan…
Dec 12, 2021
Dec 12, 2021 at 11:42 PM UTC
only good deeds
stay at ease
we’re in control of this destiny
try to make it pro so desperately
get recognize around the world & the big leagues
only one plan there’s nothing else
win multiple rewards to prove one’s self
I know we can make it
this chance we can take it
Lord, Lord, Lord
Dec 13, 2021
Dec 13, 2021 at 12:32 AM UTC
Defied gravity,changed the game’s formalities and all you have to say is mentality. For the lord of the rings mastery to appear images of 81, a man who shots ended so many suns and trailblazers. Your impact was nothing short of a Big Bang crater, a creator to so many future hoop legends that’s why I’m writing “Dear heaven” cause he did more for us than any lakers possession. A father even in the end, I salute as your jersey ascends there will never be another bean Bryant again.
Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 8:03 AM UTC
Where Phil's ship set sails
With the biggest whales
His legend has tales
And he spouts no fails
In the depth of nails
His hammer has gales
With winding winds of hales
He keeps to his trails
Leaving quests that impales
Five consecutive NBA finals scales
With LeBron and Leonard's pails
He fetches more water to rescales
With Lakers, his thirst now flails
Bringing hope his ship prevails
Logan Robertson
7/15/2019
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 3:32 PM UTC
You want me to wear
logos in my hair
and purchase
the matching scarf?
A billboard for sale
at the human scale
Sporting your brand
Oh, what a larf!
Go Team Go!
Print on a throw
For the low price
of fifty-four dollars
I'd rather be happy
not buying your sappy
stuff that you sport
on your collars
you tell me to buy
because i'll look fly
and fill up my closet
with swagger
Believe when I say
not one single day
I'll fall to the dance
of your dagger!
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 4:47 PM UTC
The lights are bright
The big boys have come out to play
The Brow will flex his might
The Beard will ruin your day
The Baby Dinosaurs seek to change perception
While the greens look for an immaculate deception
The Young prince is poised to reassess
While The joker will complete the process
Forget about hickory town at your peril
The Flash looks to prove that he aint sterile
The magic men look to climb to the peak
Don't you dare take your eyes off The Freak
The Chef will be back
The enforcer will not crack
Rip city looks for the soft touch
The stat Padder needs to prove that he's clutch
In the land of the lakes there's A KAT with unprecedented power
I dare you to step up and challenge the Steifel Tower
With all that being said
The time to rest has been put to bed
For in this majestic tussle to win that ring
You still need to come and see the King
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 6:33 PM UTC
Basketball is a fine sport
Little boys learn to play
They run around a court
and chase a ball all day
Then those boys grow up
and join the mighty NBA
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 3:17 PM UTC
A shout out to LeBron
For a big night in Akron
A welcome win for the Cavaliers
Tonight against the TimberWolves.
Cavs finally ended the drought
Via the energy they brought.
Coach Tyronn Lue drew up a game plan
That finally brought a win to the land.
Both teams put up a spectacular show
Leaving the erratic Cavs fans like wow!
The combined 3s of forty was historic,
Shot by both teams was really fantastic!
Tonight LeBron played like a real GOAT!
Playing great basketball from all over the court!
The big block on Butler is not what this is about,
But the clutched game winner fadeaway he shot!
IBPoetry
2/8/2018
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 12:25 AM UTC
Postin em up
dunkin on em like KD
that's ****** up
Can't slow down
Curry for 3 from downtown
Takin it
Faking it
Makin it
Draymond makin em look like fools out here
blockin shots into next year
Don't need that screen
off the dribble *****
they mean
not lettin up
hell no, not even Draymond Green
gettin that win everyday
splash, this time it's Klay
5 seconds to go in the 4th
they hittin one at half court!
clutch as ****
the other team?
good luck..
Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 6:43 PM UTC
When I was eight years old I told my mom I’d play in the NBA.
And she believed me.
A year later, I was nearly dead.
A quick cough in January caged my lungs with such force
I could almost hear them fighting for breathing room.
I don’t remember much.
All that comes to mind is the panic
Like an animal that lives inside your skin,
That only awakens when he is least needed.
I came to with my mind split in half.
In reality I was on a stretcher, in a hospital.
In my mind, I was chained to a sheet of wood.
Floating in a pool.
Spread out like the vitruvian man.
I watched the water run through my fingers.
On second glance, I was not alone at the pool.
Men in all black stood around the edges
Staring like henchman do at helpless prey.
On third glance, I am in a stadium filled with cheering fans.
I could never really tell who they were cheering for.
One of the men shouts out, and I am drowning.
A godlike force pushes through the chain and I am engulfed.
No breath.
No sound.
Just blue and black
And the muffles of panic.
Only interrupted by a brief resurface
And the roar of an audience
Followed by blue and black.
My mind began to converge,
And two worlds became one again.
As the water around me turned to tile,
My hands still felt wet from the pool.
The nurse asked me why I kept screaming to get out of the water.
I never learned how to swim.
I never played in the NBA.
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 12:13 AM UTC
Five for fighting
hands to the face
personal foul
player disgrace
Illegal contact
leap in the fray
willful head shot
leg astray
Encroachment defense
mouth guard out
roughing the passer
back field bout
Grounding the pigskin
mis-aligned
horse collar tackle
clip from behind
Knee on knee
offside end
unnecessary roughness
too many men
Gross misconduct
poke in the eye
hooking the shooter
sticks up high
Match ejection
over the top
face off folly
penalty shot
Unsportsmanlike conduct
chopping the block
slew foot infraction
hammer lock
Stick to the head
kick in the crotch
**** end jab
adhering the watch
Slashing the d-man
spearing the wing
running the keeper
back checking
Intentional grounding
stoppage in play
punching and hacking
delay of the game
Striking the ref
aggressor in fight
obstructing the line out
ear in a bite
Loss of downs
hands in the ruck
pinching and boarding
illegal upchuck
Rules of the battle
by the bye
pushing the limits
with a wink of an eye
May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 9:24 PM UTC
It stand for National
Basketball Association
There is a lots of teams
That play in the
NBA
NBA
Basketball teach us to
play as a team and
To be a team player
It gives us determinations
Gives us a good feeling
Because you can to
Anything you what
To never give up
NBA
© Amanda Kay Hill
1/13/17
Jan 14, 2017
Jan 14, 2017 at 1:39 AM UTC
My name is Young Slug
and I write hip hop songs.
The lyrics sound as clear
as a lady slurping dongs.
Martin Luther King once told me
that my mother was a ****
So I whipped out a baseball bat,
and ****** him in the ****
I think he liked it too much,
cause he was moaning "colonel sanders,
stick it in my *** and make me dry like the flanders."
Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 1:29 PM UTC
Game 7 is too mainstream
Let's finish this at Game 6!
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 11:34 PM UTC