To the woman sitting behind me at the Jamal Crawford Summer Pro-Am a couple weekends ago. You and I, along with 5,000 other people, were all in attendance at SPU to watch Kevin Durant make his return to Seattle. As Durant walked into the gym, all 5,000 people stood up to see him. They continued to stand for about the next 15 minutes. You decided after about five minutes that you didn't want to stand anymore, so you sat down and then proceeded to ask me to do the same. I said to you, "Well, if I sit down, then I'm not going to be able to see anything!" You replied, "Then tell the dudes in front of you to sit down!" After hearing your ridiculous request, I smiled and turned around as if nothing had happened. You then felt the need to talk shit to me for the next 10 minutes until the other 4,999 people in the gym sat down as well. I just wanted to let you know that I know a lot of physical therapists who I'm sure can help you with whatever injury you have that prevents you from standing for long periods of time. As for your bitchy, self-entitled attitude, there is no cure for that. If you don't have an injury (as I suspect), I hope that god can turn your heart. If he can't turn your heart, then I hope he turns your ankle, so we may all know you by your limp and actually give you a reason to act like a monster.

—Anonymous