Why do I hate Bruce Bowen? That’s not a proper question. I think a more appropriate question would be, “Why in the world would anyone LIKE Bruce Bowen?” I’ll bet his mother isn’t even a fan of the way he has defaced the game of basketball. Think of all that this sacred game has brought us over the years: The class of skilled athletes competing against each other for the love of a country and the feeling of being the best. Vailiant comebacks and sportsmanship. Thousands of fans rallying to support national heros! This encompases everything that Bowen is not. He is the undercutting, cheap-shotting cheat that parents hope their children do not become. He is dirtier than Mike Tyson, and more in denial than Bill Clinton. I don’t know how anyone can be comfortable with the idea that a man is gaining a good reputation as a defender by endangering the careers of some of the biggest talent in the game. If you take a look at some of the most successful defenders in the league’s history, you will realize that it doesn’t take a lowlife to win the reputation of a star defender. Consider the tenasity of Jordan, the hands of Stocton, the strength of Mutombo. Notice how there was no shots to the “coin purse,” no flying kicks and no strategically placed feet.
As much as the NBA commentators, managers and journalists try to redeem Bowen by pointing out his “nice guy” qualities, they will not quiet the millions of fans who see right through the sugar coating. We don’t miss the calls that the refs neglect to acknowladge on the court. We can see Bowen for who he truely is. He’s a ‘win-at-all-costs cheat-to-make-up-for-lack-of-talent’ kind of guy. Not to mention, he looks like Mr. Potato Head.
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