Letter Time

The following is a letter to Dwyane Wade.

Dear Mr. Wade,

I know you have a lot of pride and skill and want to win a championship no matter what. However, you must take a look at your team and also listen to your aching body. So what if you beat the Hawks and get bounced next round. You've already made your comeback and shown us that the Heat are not bottom dwellers anymore. You can barely walk on to the court cause you have carried this team all year. Please just take it easy the rest of the series. If your team steps and wins one, so be it, but you need to relax and take a load off. We can't have you injured next year. Next year sounds far off, but it's time to rest and heal. Then, if that young core steps up and you add another veteran or two, you can make your NBA Finals push. Plus if those lazy ass bums don't make strides in their respected games and the front office still doesn't give you shit to work with, you've got the off season to sign a fat contract with another team. Or you sign a slightly less fat contract with a real contender. Just think about it, do you really wanna flame out before you get ten years in this league or do you want to be considered greatness? Thanks a bunch.

Love,
Your Biggest Crush, Jason

P.S.

And for the rest of you, I don't even like baseball, so make this off season eventful.