“Don’t have a bad game. Not one.”

Above: Infallible, photographic proof that New York Knicks fans have made their players cry, and will not hesitate before resorting to “yo momma” jokes.

Psst. NY Giants defensive end Osi Umenyiora is trying to tell you something, LeBron. Don’t pay any mind to the fact that he plays a completely different sport than you, by the way. Just heed his words, as printed in The New York Post.

“Personally, I think he should stay in Cleveland. I will say this, if he does come to New York, don’t have a bad game. Not one, because Knick fans will come down on him. It goes both ways.”

Run, LeBron. Run screaming from New York City. You don’t have to stay in the simpering, maternal arms of C-town, but we know you, sweet manchild. You’ve been nursed since infancy on universal adulation. New York will suck you dry like the unforgiving sports succubus she is, and then spit you out in shriveled raisin form every time you don’t deliver them their championship on a platter.

Like A-Rod! Do you want to deal with the emotional fan rollercoaster that is A-Rod’s every waking moment? Would you like to see your every mistake plastered in ugly red letters across that bastion of journalism The New York Post the next day? Think of the frenzied fun they would have had with LeMomGate!

Yeah, I’m resting my case here, on “yo momma jokes.” New Yorkers invented “yo momma” jokes, LeBron.

Update: Is it bad that I get mad when Knicks fans say they don’t want LeBron? I’m like that girlfriend who jealously guards her boyfriend, but still secretly wants chicks to hang all over him.

Friday, May 21, 2010   ()