Three Reasons Why I Hate Stephen Curry

It seems every time I go on Twitter or Facebook during an NBA game there are endless vines of Curry hitting three's. I'm not going to say Curry is a bad player or overrated. I am going to say he is pretty damn annoying. A hell of a shooter, a little overrated on every other aspect of his game. He could turn the ball over, get beat on defense, miss two three's, then hit a corner three and all of a sudden there is a vine on my Twitter feed saying "Curry doing Curry things. Time to stop. Three reason's why Curry is not tight and I hate him. 1. Gap Tooth.

Gotta fix that my man, get braces. His teeth obviously aren't as bad as say an Anthony Davis, but I can't stand seeing this grill after he hits 9/10 corner three's. Or french kissing his mouth piece while stepping to the free throw line. 2. Flopping On Just About Every Shot.

Every NBA player these days flops (thanks Manu) but falling down on nearly every three pointer. Or sticking out his hip on every shot to draw fouls just makes me lose my lunch. And he acts shocked when he gets fined for it. 3. The "can't believe I got called for a foul here" Act.

Another thing a lot of NBA players do, not just Curry. Watching the Warriors v. Clippers game on Wednesday just confirmed that he does it every foul call. He could rip of Blake Griffins' balls and still be shocked he got called for a foul.

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Right now I'm really busy with school, gaining an education, expanding knowledge and all that shit. Alright, but mostly just busy checking the fantasy football waiver wire, ordering pizzas, and cussing out my "number one stone cold sober" university I attend. Most of my weekends has been spent doing homework, reading novels required for class (young adult and adult) and on Sunday... I watch football and Kick ASS. Yesterday I decided to tag along to the great city of Wendover, Nevada. First time there, first time on the black jack table. I could not be stopped. My friend got chips for several 100 dollar bills. I went a bit smaller at 30. As I sipped on a Corona with lime (thanks for the drink buddy) I hit a streak. Won way more than I lost. Hit 21 several times. I gained the help of an older Chinese woman who I now consider my life coach. I really couldn't understand anything she was telling me. She would say say, "Double Down." I sure as hell doubled down because it was working, even though I couldn't understand anything besides that. I turned that 30 into about $130 worth of chips. I SHOULD HAVE WALKED AWAY. I was enjoying myself, winning and drinking watered down whiskey and coke. What could go wrong. Losing. Loser. I'm an idiot. Should have quit while I was ahead. Dealer kept winning, everyone at the table was losing. I ended up quitting with $35 worth of chips. I should feel good that I broke even at least, made five bucks. I don't. I will be back. I will make up for being an idiot. There will be other days.