It was all good a week ago in the Bay Area. The Golden State Warriors were up 3-1 in the NBA Finals and the streets of Oakland were spinning “Fuck Bron Bron” on a seemingly infinite loop. Fans even made tribute videos to the cause:

Everybody was already celebrating like this series was over. Vegas bets were in and the remaining games of the NBA Finals operated with the potential of an NBA Championsip trophy presentation on the tail end of them. And while social media was hailing the Warriors as history’s best NBA squad ever, others were calling Lebron James and the Cavs fraudulent–not worthy of their title shot. Everything was right in the land of the Splash Bros. except for one small thing– the Cleveland Cavaliers weren’t having any of that shit.

This is why you don’t jump to conclusions, bitches. The Cavs overcame that 3-1 deficit–becoming the first team in history to do so in the NBA Finals–brought the title home to Cleveland, Ohio for the first time ever, and exposed the Warriors for the flimsy defense, perimeter-whoring squad full of cry babies they really are. Double MVP or not, we got to see who Steph Curry really becomes when dealing with adversity: the Gambit of mouth-guards:

Awww, Poor baby. Look, I know you Warriors peeps have the sting of defeat sitting fresh on your mind and I don’t want to rub it in on folks who are legit fans of the team. But all of you bandwagoning, ass-kissing Warriors fans who were saying this thing was over a week ago, please grab a pair of gloves with the freshest grip possible and hold that L. HOLD. THAT. Remember: this is why you don’t jump to conclusions. Keep those twitter fingers in check until the final buzzer sounds and a team is officially done. Speech

Congrats to the Cavs and my home state of Ohio for getting a title back up in the midwest.
-Malik

Malik Forté
Professional Nobody, Occasional Trash Talker