So somehow we threw up like 15 great videos at the game last night and my exchange with Kyrie Irving is the video that is going viral. Bleacher Report picked it up and it’s only a matter of time before HOH, SportsCenter, SI, and all the brands who have the same content strategy do the same:

People are loving Kyrie saying “Grow up, bro.” The comments are going off with “ratio” and “massive dub for Kyrie” and “fuck this dude BUT he does have an exquisite jawline and very strong features”. Just really mean and hurtful things someone with no mental fortitude would let ruin their day. Like Ben Simmons.

But like every video, there’s way more context than what is shown. So I’ll talk about that and recap an amazing night all at once.

To be honest, I hate this fucking video. It makes me look like I’m daddy’s trust fund kid heckling players just for the fun of it. The exchange with Kyrie was at the end of the game. I was hoping to put a nice bow on the day and see if Ben would still file that grievance to recoup the $20 million he lost in fines. There’s absolutely zero chance Kyrie knew any news about Ben Simmons and Klutch hoping to file a grievance using the events that Ben was going to experience on Thursday.

So when he looked at me I said, “Why’s that wrong? People want to know.” What you can’t see is two inches to my right I have a Wells Fargo security guard telling me to ‘shut the fuck up’ or he’ll kick me out. You can hear him between the :30 – :35 second mark say “I know you’re saying you hear me, but you keep talking, relax,” like he was nervous I was going to attack Kyrie. I honestly thought Kyrie and I were on our way to a productive conversation about keeping an open mind. I felt we were about to broach a type of fan vs. player conversation that’s never been had before. Each of us were going to make our points and listen while the other crafted their well-nuanced and thought-out argument. Then agreeing that maybe we don’t have the same outlook on things, but mutually respecting each other’s side. We would shake hands and go our separate ways:

But I couldn’t because some glorified mall cop on a power trip pissed on Kyrie and my First Amendment right.

Last night around the Nets bench was the most chaotic environment I’ve ever been a part of. It felt like a powder keg ready to blow up. You had Ben’s return, there’s hundreds of media people around the tunnel, A.I. came out, Dr. J came out, and everyone’s waiting for Ben to show himself for the first time.

I was getting watched by security all night because the Nets wanted to throw me out 30 minutes before the game even started for calling Ben Simmons a coward:

That’s it. Nothing derogatory, no cursing, nothing. But they remembered me from earlier in the day at the Four Seasons after I shouted “Why the grievance?” at Ben:

These two dudes, private Nets security, sat next to me the entire first half. I couldn’t fart without these two knowing:

If it wasn’t for my girl Gloria, who vouched for me to stay as long as I didn’t do anything else, I’d be watching the game from Xfinity Live.

Love you my everything:

In hindsight, should I have changed out of the ginormous puffer jacket I wore to the Four Seasons before going to the game? Yea. But I wanted Ben to remember me from the hotel and maybe we’d get an exchange on video. Is that sad? I don’t think so because that’s what Crossing Broad pays me to do. I wasn’t there to watch a Sixers game, I was there for Ben Simmons’ return and to get content for Crossing Broad. Just like WIP was there, Fox 29, NBC10 and everyone else. I can’t remember one single play from the game because I was looking for the next “Fuck Ben Simmons chant” or trying to get something that would go viral. And we fucking did that. We owned the internet in Philly last night. No one had funnier stuff or better access than we did:

Me in that fucking puffer all over the Internet and TNT. I need a better stylist:

Here’s the unedited version of me and Kyrie’s exchange. Where I made up with my boy Juan from the Nets security:

“It did numbers my man. That’s all that matters”