Apparently LeBatard has done this type of rant before, but I don’t know if I’ve ever laughed so hard at one. Maybe it’s because the Indiana Pacers fell apart worse than a toppling Jenga tower. Or maybe it’s because the background music is O Fortuna. Which I may or may not have been initiated to in college.
You see, the rant isn’t funny because it’s a coach tearing apart the media. It’s not funny because a player is being chic and witty in response to a rhetorical question. It’s funny because Dan LeBatard has been pegged by some as a Miami Heat homer, which I think he’s admitted on a geographical level, but not because he grew up watching them or because he grew up watching the Heat with his father.
It’s funny because he’s laughing while he’s doing it. At first listen, I laughed a bit. I chuckled. But when I listened to it again, I couldn’t get past him laughing while he’s doing it. It’s like this rant is his own sport.
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