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…