You need to read this beautiful blog post from a fan to all the people who said the Hornets would have to leave New Orleans:
Then this winter they said, “New Orleans doesn’t care about the Hornets. New Orleans doesn’t want the Hornets.” And you know what I say to that? I say, “Fuck you. Don’t tell me what I want.”
Don’t tell me what my city needs and does not need. You weren’t there. You came to party, but you didn’t want the baggage. You weren’t there with the doors hanging open and banging in the wind, up and down an eerily empty street littered with debris. You weren’t there when the traffic lights didn’t work for a year. You weren’t there when the Saints scored a touchdown 90 seconds into the first home game after Katrina, and a whole city leapt up in unison, and it meant something.
You didn’t see all those little kids dressed in Chris Paul jerseys.
Not only is this is a powerful rejoinder to a lot of ignorant critics, it’s also a moving testament to the power of sports and to blogging as a medium. Well well well worth the read. Via Ball Don’t Lie.
