Those lib fems over at the TV station keep shoving this “WNBA” down our throats. Bunch of women running around, tossing that ball like a bunch of outta-practice boys. Frankly, the whole thing gives me a headache.
Now, I ain’t sayin’ women can’t play ball. You ever seen a good high school girls’ game? They can hustle, they can shoot. But the WNBA? It just ain’t the same. These gals are, well, let’s just say they ain’t exactly dunking any time soon.
Where’s the slam dunks? Where’s the excitement? Men’s basketball, that’s a game! You got the size, you got the speed, you got guys flyin’ through the air like human missiles. The WNBA? It’s like watching a slow-motion game played by teenagers.
And don’t even get me started on those uniforms. All that spandex, those sports bras. It ain’t exactly dignified, is it? Shouldn’t these gals be at home, cookin’ dinner for their husbands, instead of prancing around in those outfits?
Look, I know some folks say it’s about equality, about giving women a shot. But some things just ain’t equal. Men are built different, stronger, faster. We’re better suited for the rough and tumble of basketball. Women? They shine in other ways. Why not stick to what they do best?
Maybe they could start a league for badminton or somethin’. I hear they’re real good at that. In the meantime, I’ll stick to watching the real athletes, the guys out there giving 110%, putting on a show. That’s what basketball is all about.
And another thing, these WNBA salaries? Who’s paying for all this? A bunch of women throwing a ball around for nothin’ more than a participation trophy? It’s a disgrace! That money could be better spent on somethin’ useful, like fixing the darn potholes on Elm Street!
So, there you have it. What would be the Archie Bunker perspective on this whole WNBA foolishness. Maybe someday they’ll come to their senses and realize that some things are better left to the men. Until then, I’ll be tuning out and turning on a real game.