There are four types of teams in the NBA. Some of them fall into categories relative to your particular franchise allegiance, and some stay the same no matter what the colors you cheer for.
1) The franchises you love
A pretty easy one; the city you live in, the region your family is from, the college you went to or the place your spouse grew up. The team you live and breathe and die with, the one that gives you fits late at night and effects you deep into the summer.
2) The franchises you hate because of the franchises you love
Any team that would threaten the superiority of the team you love. Perhaps it’s the crew that prevents your beloved franchise from reaching superiority. You hate them viscerally, like your DNA was programmed with the genomes that set your senses ablaze when those colors came across your corneas. You hate because you love.
3) The franchises you respectfully hate
And then there is the point where the rivalry is no longer a simple issue of them being better than you, or you trying to be better than them. It’s a rivalry steeped in deep tradition that will permeate through the histories of both regions for as long as organized ball is played. Hundreds of games have been contested, and with it, championships and accolades for both of those teams have followed. But through it all, you come to hatefully respect them on the opposite side of the field. They know the thrilling rush of victory, and the desolate emptiness of defeat. In all of your hostility and antagonism, there’s a unity of spirit that can’t be denied. You hate them, with respect, because in the end, you’re all a part of a shared tradition.
4) And then there’s the franchises you just hate…because they’re awful
There comes a point in your love of the game transcends the simple loyalty you have towards a certain team. You begin to love the sanctity of the sport that it inhabits. You start to see players as not just opponents, but also through the prism of how they represent the principles of the game you love so much. Oddly enough, the more you become invested in your team, it seems the more objective you become about the sport it’s in.
As such, the hate flows from you like a barbed Tupac lyric. Teams, players and management that you would otherwise find benign, as they have no daily, weekly or even monthly impact on your sports-watching life, begin to anger you than you have any logical cause to be. They consistently make the wrong moves, misevaluate players, hire the wrong coaching staffs and say the most offensive statements possible in the media. You hate them because they violate the sanctity of the sport you take so seriously. You hate them because they are terrible. Simple enough.
This is why I hate the Atlanta Hawks. And you should do.
The current core of Hawks have been together for over 5 seasons now, and have made the playoffs the past 4 years. Though there have been a lot of revolving pieces around them, guard Joe Johnson, forwards Marvin Williams, Josh Smith and center Al Horford have been at the middle of one of the most successful eras in Hawks basketball. Having missed the playoffs for a franchise-worst 8 seasons in a