Wednesday was aight. Nothing too fancy. Had some good laughs with Kelli (when do I not have laughs with my numi?) we were listening to wav files off the internet. Monty Python rawks....
Five things I'm greatful for today
1. Frankie J *I still think that mofo is hotter than biscuits*
2. Pebbles and co for thinking up hotter than biscuits.
3. Carmen for being so kick ass and her new michelle branch layout. *it's awesome*
4. Amba for always being cute.
5. Danna for keeping it real always. Don't let Gretchen get you down.
*Missing CCC-Carmen...what's up with blog city...come to the darkside and come to blogspot*
Wednesday Randum
*kinda deep*
WHAT IF.....
What if Michael Jordan, who was dismissed from the Washington Wizards,
has finally come to the conclusion that no matter how popular he was in
basketball and around the world, some little old white man controlled
his destiny. Michael Jordan's destiny. I mean he put over
$40 million in ticket sales alone in Abe Pollin's coffers. The Wizards
were a team that he alone personally made popular and profitable. He
alone made the team and organization a star attraction in every city he
went to play. # 23 - Jordan's Wizard jerseys selling off the rack at
sporting goods stores everywhere. Not to mention the economic impact
that he made on Washington, DC and the league all around. But all that
doesn't matter because Jordan doesn't own what he created the value for.
BUT WHAT IF...
What if immediately after that meeting with Abe Pollin, Jordan got on
his phone and called Bob Johnson, Oprah Winfrey, Bill Cosby, Willie
Gary, Magic Johnson, Russell Simmons, John Johnson, Cathy Hughes, Sean
Combs, Master P. and said, "it's time". "It's time for us not to own
just a team, but it's time for us to own our resources: sports and
entertainment".
Of course David Stern, Abe Pollin and other NBA owners would be laughing
their asses off. Thinking, those Negroes are trying to start a league of
their own. Ha! ha! ha! ha!
Then in the very next batch of calls, he calls: John Thompson, Charles
Barkley, Paul Silas, Isaiah Thomas, Maurice Cheeks, Doc Rivers, Lenny
Wilkins and others and says, " we need experienced coaches for our new
league. We have the investors, now we need coaches, general managers
and front office personnel. It's time! Will you join us in making world
history?"
The laughs from Abe and David have subsided, but they are still coming.
And they still have doubts. Those Negroes can't do it.
Then in the last batch of calls, while Abe and David Stern are still
laughing, Michael Jordan calls Allen Iverson, Shaquille O'Neal, Kobe
Bryant, Tracy McGrady, Chris Webber, Kevin Garnett, Vince Carter, Jason
Kidd, Tim Duncan, Paul Pierce and Lebron James and says "it's time." He
continues, "My partners and I are starting a new league and we need you.
We need to control what we have given to this earth in terms of our
entertainment, sports and athleticism. Without you, there is NO NBA.
Forget your contracts, you all are all millionaires. Come with us and
let's make history."
Abe and David Sterns aren't laughing anymore. They realize that there is
something serious happening and Michael Jordan, the most popular and
beloved athlete in the world is leading the charge.
"Well what about arenas?" the owners say. "We own them".
"Fine. There are plenty of arenas in every city that are not being used.
They are old, but hey it's a start. So we'll lease them".
"Well, what about TV?" Abe asks.
"No problem. Willie Gary and Cathy Hughes' companies are starting cable
channels. We'll run our games on them for now as well as BET, then we
will negotiate with the major networks soon. And with Cathy, we've got
radio broadcasting, so that isn't a problem either."
"Well, how do you advertise?, Abe sneered.
"No problem. We get Russell Simmons, Jay-Z, P-Diddy and Master P. to
get every rapper and R&B singer in the world to talk about the new
league in all their songs. We'll do commercials and videos with Bill
Cosby, Spike Lee and even Oprah yelling "The UBA is fantastic [Universal
Basketball Association], others can play, we just want to own). We'll
get John Johnson and Earl Graves to write about it in Jet, Ebony and
Black Enterprise. We'll get FUBU, Sean John and Rocawear to design the
team uniforms. We'll get Oprah to talk about the new league and
interview players, investors, coaches on her show.
We'll get Johnnie Cochran and Willie Gary to head our legal team.
We'll get actors like Halle Berry and Denzel Washington to publicly
endorse the league and attend the games. And finally, we get Michael
Jordan, the biggest draw in the world to put his competitive spirit and
name recognition behind it".
There are a lot of intangibles missing in this hypothetical situation,
but nevertheless, this "what if" could be the trigger to set Mr. Jordan
on a path that would really put his name in the history books.
He alone has the clout to bring this to fruition.
When are African Americans going to stop hating and start cooperating
with each other to do something on this scale?
When are African-Americans going to stop being used by sport owners and
start thinking OWNERSHIP? Bob Johnson is great, but he had to be voted
in by 28 other white men.
If we collectively take what is ours, sports and entertainment, and hold
it back from the world until we own it, then we can control our own
destiny.
It sounds far-fetched, but IT CAN BE DONE. Then Michael Jordan, the
greatest player to ever play basketball, will not have to worry ever
again of being used by someone for personal financial gain. If Mike
owned the league, he's the one who'd be doing the firing and hiring. And
then a person like Abe Pollin would have no choice but to respect the
greatest basketball player to ever live.
What if....
WHAT IF YOU PASSED THIS TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW AND IT GOT TO OME OF THOSE
PEOPLE MENTIONED IN THIS E-MAIL, LIKE MIKE. YOU NEVER KNOW!!!!
REMEMBER THESE WORDS... "Those who don't understand interest pay it,
those who do, earn it."
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