If expectations are the root of frustration, then anyone who expected the NBA’s All-Star Game, or the entire weekend for that matter, to be anything other a complete and total waste of everyone’s time deserves to be frustrated.
You should’ve known coming in. The event stinks. Nobody wants anything to do with it. The players don’t really want to play. The fans don’t really want to watch. I can assure you that people like myself, who somehow hit the Powerball profession of getting paid to watch basketball, don’t really want to talk or write about it.
I mean seriously, Sunday’s All-Star Game “presentation” ran for almost three hours and had about 30 minutes of actual basketball. The on-court action, with some bursts of low-bar effort notwithstanding, was as paint-drying awful as we’ve all come to expect All-Star basketball to be. And yet, all of the other parts of the night were so painfully bad that we all actually wanted more All-Star basketball.
Kevin Hart? I’ve been wondering for years how this man, who came off Sunday as the living antithesis of funny, became so wildly popular. But now I’m far more curious about the people who were responsible for deciding it was a good idea to have a cringeworthy comic serve as an “on-court emcee.”
The great irony here is that an event that is defined by how little interest these insanely talented superstars have in actually trying at their craft was being emceed by a guy who only knows how to try way too hard at his.
This whole three hours were hard to watch. It makes you wonder, who is the NBA All-Star Game even for? I know the answer is money. Sponsors are sponsors and TV deals are TV deals, but good god is this a bad product.
Thank the television gods for Mac McClung in the Dunk Contest on Saturday night for giving fans something worth tuning in for this weekend. Usually the 3-point contest is a decently fun thing, but even that stunk this year.
Stephen Curry didn’t even participate on All-Star Saturday Night on his home court. Curry, who won ASG MVP, did hit a casual…
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