Sunday, April 27, 2008

My Hometown's Fandom is in Question

Jay-Z has apparently written a diss song about DeShawn Stevenson. Let that sink in for a moment. In fact, give it three moments...and while you do, read the story here at The Washington Post. I'll give you time, because I won't go into too much detail about the song; or the "beef" between Lebron and Deshawn. So, get to reading, then make your way back here.

My problem isn't with the fact that someone that's supposed to be as important as Iceberg Slim (probably NSFW) is taking time away from his busy schedule—and his woman—to write songs about DeShawn Stevenson. My problem isn't even with Lebron becoming increasingly annoying. I have a serious—and The Rock means serious—problem with my hometown's fans. If you're a fan of the Capitals, Wizards, Redskins, and Nationals (in order of success), meet me at the paragraph below the next random picture.

Have you forgotten how great a sports town Washington, D.C., was is? I know this town hasn't had many championship parades—three from the Skins, a couple from the Bullets—but, considering how many athletes that this metropolitan area churned out over the years, this should be a loyal city. However, I'm seeing that you're becoming shook like a fault line; and the Chosen One seems to be cause of it. No other self-respecting sports city—New York, Chicago, or Cleveland for that matter—would let an outsider taunt one of their own. I know Stevenson didn't grow up here; but if you're going to take on the identity of his, "You-Can't-See-Me/I-Can't-Feel-My-Face" hand gesture, support him—support all the teams—at and away from the arena/stadium. There's no way that song should played in a D.C. club, with a bench "player" (the guy in the suit and faux-hawk) talking trash about a member of a D.C. team without repercussions. Nothing physically violent; but there should be resounding boos from the crowd. To put this into perspective, I went to that same club a couple years back, and they booed Waldorf, Maryland's own Christina Milian (pictures included for obvious reasons). Sounds like improper prioritization of negative responses to me, Chocolate City.

I know some of you that know me may be saying, "How are you loyal to DC, but don't call any of the teams there your favorite?" This is true, for I am a 49ers, Yankees, and Knicks fan. I do, however, root for the hometown teams otherwise. Maybe not with the pseudo-enthusiasm you demonstrate when one of the teams here goes on a little winning streak; but I would like to see them succeed. It livens up this city. You're willing to continue to tug on Lebron's cape; but won't boo outside the Phone Booth because it's Shawn Carter's playing over the speakers? You come across as double agents.

I like how after Game 3 of the series with the Cavs, Wizards fans were all giddy, saying things like, "Oh! We're back in the series!" They were updating their facebook statuses with statements like, "O-VER-RAT-ED!" and, "Lebron, we're coming for you! (NSFW)" I know there are some die-hard fans out there that probably take exception to this semi-atrocity; and great exception to the myriad of Dallas Cowboys fans run amok in a town that supposedly puts the Redskins number one. I guarantee you there aren't more Red Sox fans than Yankees fans in New York—and vice-versa. I understand that there are a multitude of migrants from other cities; but that further enhances my point. New York is the "Big City of Dreams," but the locals would never allow outsiders get even a hint of an uprising in sports. Why the capital city allows this is a mystery to me.

I love my city. I will defend it to anyone. However, as far as fandom and loyalty goes, yours is in question, DC; and you need to get that straightened out immediately.*


*And if that new Roots, Wale (DC native), and Chrisette Michelle song isn't the jam of the summer around here; it will be more obvious this city doesn't care about its artists.

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