We gave him props.
We supported him through the good, the bad and the ugly.
We even tolerated his slumps.
And for all this trouble, this is the motherfuckin' thanks we get?
I've always suspected that the Toronto Raptors wouldn't deserve to have Vince Carter around because they've squandered a great chance in being a team around him by falling apart every time he gets injured.
Of course, I also suspected that Carter's a whiny, craven drama queen who coudn't do enough to rally the team that made him a star.
That's right, Vince - the team and the fans made you a star. You could've used the opportunity to force the team to unite, to succeed, to improve. Hell... you should've shown some leadership, resilience and integrity, thus justifying your $12M/season paycheck.
Instead, you wanted to get traded. Ohhhhh, Mufffin.
Well, you have just a few weeks before training camp to either redeem yourself in the eyes of your fans and your fellow players, or get the fuck out of Dodge.
I am personally sick and tired of the Raptors' lack of consistency, their wasted opportunities, their perennial underachieving.
To Rob Babcock, a simple request: I you know what's good for you, the team and the fans, do the right thing.
Of course, any remaining sympathy with Vince's plight is slowly going right out the fucking window...
His agent, Mark Steinberg, said yesterday it is "highly unlikely" the Carter camp would agree to a trade to a Western Conference team, and that the New York Knicks remain Carter's destination of choice. What nerve!Lotsa luck Vince. Don't let the door bitch-slap you when you leave.