How Houston Rockets’ Blasphemous Tweet Sealed Their Fate

You’re writing checks than your a$$ can’t cash. You bit more than you could chew. Your mouth is bigger than your stomach. You’ve got an appetitie for self-destruction, lads! No matter how you put it, the Houston Rockets have made a big big sacrilegious mistake. Not just for the eventuality of their demise in the current series, but possible for the near future.  Lil B The Based God warned Rockets star James Harden of his sins:

Tic-Tac-Toe, Two Bros Go D’oh

Umm… so… Dapper Young Blake (great name by the way, dude)… uh… you know… you could have just… well… you know… like in tic-tac-toe when you have an opportunity to put a third piece in a row… well… ARE YOU FOR REAL RIGHT NOW? WATCHING THAT IS THE SINGLE MOST FRUSTRATING THING I’VE EVER SEEN YOU INCOMPETENT BUFFOON. I’m no Game Theory expert, but I’m pretty sure it’s sub-optimal strategy to play not to win. I’m not entirely sure WHY you’d want to go that route, but I guess if Dapper Young Blake has hedonophobia, that could explain it? I’m still… I mean… COME ON.

Don’t think I don’t see you too, other bro. Reid, your game is mad weak. You’re just the lesser of two idiots here. I sort of get what you’re doing. You’re a Rockets fan. You’re used to watching James Harden. You don’t need defense. You just crave that XXX. You’re dumb, but you’re true to the team. Live and let live, I guess.

But Dapper Young Blake… I just can’t… like… THEY WERE ON YOUR SIDE OF THE COURT. IT LITERALLY COULDN’T HAVE BEEN EASIER FOR YOU TO SEE WHERE YOU NEEDED TO PUT YOUR LAST CAR LOGO. I need to go. I’m hyperventilating. Idiots.