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You Don’t Have To Care How Ja Morant Celebrates

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Ja Morant is lobbing grenades at civilians.

On Thursday night, the Memphis Grizzlies were steamrolled by the Minnesota Timberwolves, 141-125. Memphis was outscored 52-25 in the third quarter as the Grizzlies stepped on every rake and slipped on every banana peel—egregious fouls, nasty turnovers and an offense vacant of actual plays or any existence of structure or preconceived strategy.

They should hire a new coach this offseason. I hear Taylor Jenkins is available.

In the midst of this late-season beatdown—most likely costing Memphis homecourt advantage in the play-in—Ja Morant spammed his new grenade celly, where he pretends to throw a hand grenade into the stands and covers his ears to shield the blast.

Why is Ja Morant throwing grenades?

Last week, the NBA investigated a potential gun celebration Ja Morant may have, very obviously, done against the Golden State Warriors—resulting in a $75,000 fine and a week-long news cycle about Ja unleashing finger guns from the holster—a move that’ll have your recess snatched from you.

I understand the Ja Morant celebration frustrations. When he’s healthy, the Grizzlies live at the top of a stacked Western Conference.

They finished as the no. 2 seed two of the last three seasons, only finishing below .500 last season when the main rotation all hurt themselves, Final Destination style.

Morant served several suspensions thanks to his inability to stop turning on the Instagram live camera, drunk as hell, showing off his guns.

After many warnings and even a faux-rehab program to deal with his “issues” and manage his PR, Ja continues to antagonize the league with further gun-adjacent gestures. I could see fans being turned off by his unwillingness to stop running with scissors after being told over and over that he’ll hurt himself.

I hate guns.

Humans do not need to own a tool that exists exclusively to take life. No one on planet Earth should have access to such a destructive force. From the senseless loss of children to the dramatic difference in suicide deaths for gun owners compared to those who ain’t got it on them—guns don’t come with happy endings.

Actions have consequences. Kids automatically emulate whatever they see on TV, so if Ja is on ESPN letting the Uzi spray after a big 3, impressionable children will take that behavior to school with them. Degeneration-X had 90’s kids telling everyone to “suck it”.

None of this discourse occurs if Ja, simply, stops doing lame gun shit.

However, it’s not Ja’s responsibility to raise our children. If your kid starts pulling out finger guns, then like, tell him not to. Be parents.

Shout out to Vinnie Goodwill but even writers I typically respect were rushing to talk down to Ja as if his actions hurt the league’s image—implying Morant must also be cognizant of his brand and the dear children.

I’m an aging man. I pray I never age into the dork telling young black men to pull their pants up and turn their hip-hop down.

I support Ja Morant astronomically more than I support the Association.

Why can’t a cool, young 25-year-old superstar rebel against silly finger gun legislation? The NBA media is obsessed with boring debates about the face of the league and homegrown American stars being replaced by foreigners while simultaneously treating Ja Morant as if he shot up a club and keeps harassing his victim’s families—when in reality, Ja’s biggest crime is immature, and pretty harmless, demonstrations of his masculinity.

Being defiant against society, systems and corporations is black American culture.

Social media has made every fan and media member think they’re a brand—always one viral tweet away from combing through sponsorships—ready to dish out meaningless advice to actual, real, walking superstar brands—about how they should be kissing the ring, never rocking the boat or expressing themselves in a way that could, perhaps, potentially, alter their income.

Milqtoast middle-aged men who grew up defending Allen Iverson against unfair criticism are now leading the charge against a meaningless Ja Morant celebration.

No one’s life was negatively altered by Ja Morant getting excited and pew-pewing with his fingers. I don’t want to consume sports through the lens of protecting brand deals and corporate images.

People don’t like Mike Trout, a man who evades interviews or commercials or any sort of self-promotion.

I love Mike Trout because he hits dingers.

Are we watching sports because we like sports or are we all desperately seeking new, manufactured grievances to complain about online?

You will never make me turn my back against Ja because he’s overconfident or uncooperative with the league office or whatever.

Y’all can all become hall monitors if you’d like. I will continue enjoying one of the coolest stars in the world, tossing grenades into the concession stands.

Honestly, next game I hope he hits a 3, backpedals onto the logo and flops to the hardwood like he accidentally stepped on a landmine. Have him dunk on someone and jump on Zach Edey so they can pretend to be a big ass tank. A tank celly would give Nick Wright a week’s worth of content.

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Written by thelesterlee

Creator of Deadseriousness. Diehard Knicks, Yankees and Giants fan who wants to create a sports and pop culture space that isn't the same copy and pasted AI content you see everywhere else.

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