Detroit Pistons

I forgot to post this last week when I went to the Detroit basketball game, but where the hell did all these fans suddenly come from? There were more Detroit fans at the Suns game than I can ever remember having seen before.  I realize that championship a few years ago fired up a shitload of bandwagon fans but I never imagined it would be this bad.

Phoenix is a hotspot for Dallas, Chicago and LA fans.  I don't know why, but those games always draw HUGE numbers of fans in their various sports.  Detroit has never stood out as one of those.  I can't remember the last time I actually met or spoke to a Detroit fan, or someone from there.  I have nothing against Detroit fans, not like New York fans, they just don't seem to move out here en masse like Chicagoans.  That's why it was so damn surprising.

Now on to the main rant of my blog.  Apparently their cheer is this sad-sounding wail that goes DEEEtroit BAAAASKETball!  It's really horrible but they love saying it.  To me it evokes that 'wah wah wah' muted trumpet sound when someone does something bad.  It really sounds more like a sad 'we lost' than a triumphant 'we won!'. But they like it I guess. Again, not having had much experience with Detroit fans (they don't play here too often), maybe this is a long time cheer and I've just never heard it.

Well there was this douchebag at the game. Lots actually, but this guy took the cake.  I could handle his Detroit head-to-toe gear including bright blue track pants and a jumbo jersey that exposed the flabby white zitty upper shoulder areas of his arms. I could handle his obesity, and the fact that he was not what would be considered 'handsome' in today's society.  I could even deal with the new-kids-on-the-block precisely shaved jawline beard. Even with all these factors I could deal with the guy as a human being, he might be a great guy with some really good ideas and fun to hang out with for all I know.

But the fucking douchebag had his brand new Pistons baseball cap rotated at a 45 degree angle on his head.  I don't care who you are, if you try to talk to me with your fucking hat turned crooked on your head, and it's not an accident like a basketball just hit it and rotated it without you knowing it, you don't have a damn thing to say that I want to hear.  In my world, you no longer exist.  Maybe I'm turning into a cranky old man.  But I can't imagine a time when this look will ever be mainstream, and if it becomes so then I may just have to shoot myself.   Why not just wear a sign that says, I am a fucking dumbass, don't talk to me because I'm not going to say anything of interest. Ever. I have always hated those 'here's your sign' redneck jokes, but man. That hat is a fucking SIGN of dipshittery.   You cannot tell me you ever see someone with their hat on like that and you say hey, I'm going to ask that guy for some stock tips.  Or hey, I wonder if that fellow's going to be mayor someday. 

Fucking douchebags. This shit is getting way too popular and something needs to be done.  At least they're pulling up their GD pants these days, I guess that counts for something.