Matthew Dellavedova Is (Still) Not A Good Person

Presently, my beloved Atlanta Hawks are balancing precariously on the precipice of mediocrity.  They've lost ugly games to the Celtics, the Timberwolves, the Jazz, the Nets, and on Saturday they lost to Lebron James and his Cavaliers.  Losing a game to Lebron James is no great shame, but when you look out on the court and realize that Lebron's point guard is a rugby player with a penchant for inflicting bodily harm, the loss becomes that much less bearable.

Look, I don't personally know Matthew Dellavedova, but, based on the way he plays the game of basketball, I think it's safe to say that Matthew Dellavedova is not a good person.

Matthew Dellavedova is the kind of person who'd put on a band-aid and then park in a handicap spot. 

Matthew Dellavedova is the kind of person who'd see an old lady's cat stuck in a tree, climb the branches, grab the cat, and then throw it up onto a higher branch.

Matthew Dellavedova is the kind of person who'd blow out the candles on your cake.

Matthew Dellavedova is the kind of person who'd see a sign that says "No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service", and then he'd walk right on in with no pants.

...but you know what?  This season isn't over yet.  These Hawks can still fly high, no matter how many villains and rogues try to stand in their way.  These Hawks will fly high, they'll soar and screech and peck and claw and, when it's all over, they'll be there, heads held high, holding an NBA Championship trophy.

Because you can't spell "Hawks" without a "w".

Let's.

Go.

Hawks.

Cheers.