The Andrew Bynum saga is finally over. I hated every second of it. I hate that it’s the worst trade ever. I hate the constant updates that told us nothing. I hate the preposterous hairdos. I hate that they still sell Bynum merchandise for full price. I hate the doctors who couldn’t detect two worthless knees. I hate how we’ll have to hear about how dumb the Sixers are for the rest of our lives.
The only things I still don’t hate after this debacle of a cataclysmic catastrophe are bowling and the 76ers. I don’t care if he was truly hurt and couldn’t play or he was just being lazy. Whatevs. All I have to say is…