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Randy is the
author of three novels and is currently working on a fourth about
love and football.
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Carol de Blazer for the heads up on Church Night.
One Night Only:
Homosexuals
Hijack the NBA
By Randy Boyd
For Outsports.com
It’s
hard to get noticed in the NBA’s Western Conference if you don’t
have four future Hall of Famers on your team, rabid fans with
cowbells, rock ‘n’ roll Canadian point guards or enough talent to
make a dent in the playoffs year after year.
But the PHX Suns are trying, by golly.
Take those God-awful bright orange road uni’s with the city’s
airport code. Please.
And take their God-awful Church Night.
For the franchise, the promotion for their March 19 game was
supposed to be like any other promotion drummed up to fill some
seats and build community support, say, like, Girl Scout Cookie
Night or Little League Baseball Night (try winning ball games,
that’s a great promotional thing).
But through a series of events, Church Night morphed into “Preserve
the Sanctity of Marriage Night.”
Read an "official" account here.
Get the gist here: the PHX organization partnered with some
God-fearing Christian organization, which included anti-gay marriage
literature in their invites to the upcoming event. Outrage ensued.
Outrage at the outraged followed. The PHX organization promptly put
the God-fearers on waivers and is now accused of caving in to
homosexuals and the homosexual agenda (would somebody please tell
Ballin’ what our agenda is now: more circuit parties or better abs?)
The website of the God-fearers proclaimed: “Homosexuals Hijack
Church Night!”
Not true! We at Ballin’ say the PHX front office has not done enough
to placate us jocks who loves jocks in every way. We want more than
the disassociation from your W-lovin’ God squaders. Here now: ways
the PHX Suns and the NBA can make up for their very flagrant foul to
the gay community.
Players Play Only in Jockstraps Night: We’d buy front row
seats just to see the Suns’ Jahidi White and all of his highly
edible, 6’9”, 290 pound chocolate mountain of a body in a sweaty
white athletic supporter. The thought of Amare Stoudemire and Tom
Gugliotta fast breaking while practically nude also causes a rise
... in our interest in the ball club. The team we’d like to see PHX
play that night: Houston, with Jimmy Jackson, Stevie Francis, Scott
Padgett and Mo Taylor. Our only request: let Yao Ming play in his
regular uni.
Each Team Outs One Player on the Opposing Squad Night: For
one whole busy weekend on the NBA schedule, one player on every team
at every game would have to wear a Bravo TV patch next to his name
on the back of his uniform (similar to those Rose Bowl patches teams
wear for the Jan 1 game). The player would be chosen by the opposing
team, because, let’s face it folks, there’s a whole inside ring of
Gay Athletes and Those Who Know They’re Gay. Now, at least for one
weekend, we get to peek behind that pink curtain and get a glimpse
at some of the closeted jocks who also play for our team. To prevent
players from purposely going on Injured Reserved during this special
weekend (you know who you are in Orlando, Toronto, and
Indianapolis), the date of the weekend would be kept secret, only
announced on Friday at game time.
Cruise Bathroom Night: Every gay man knows that a gay man
isn’t a gay man until he’s gone hunting for meat in some bathroom in
some mall, theatre, gym, boothstore, Home Depot, you name it (only
to hook up with some straight, married guy who told his wife he was
heading to the hardware store to take care of his drills). For one
night, why not designate one restroom in every NBA arena as the
place for men to be men? The twist (it’s the reality show era,
there’s always a twist): the identity of the cruise restroom remains
a secret throughout the evening.
Diversity Night: This could be a night when the majority of
gay men actually discover that other gay men come in many shapes,
colors and sizes. And some of them are even doable! The NBA could
offer discount tickets to the 80% of all gay men who, regardless of
their color, only date white men (or Latins, their exotic spin-off).
The remaining unsold tickets would go to gay men who don’t act like
Will or Grace, don’t have perfect porno-cover bodies, or simply come
in the various and oftentimes very breathtaking other shades of the
human species. Then, maybe then--please God then--perhaps we’ll see
a decline in the countless number of online profiles that read:
WHITES AND LATINS ONLY or NO BLACKS OR ASIANS or WHITES ONLY (SORRY,
NO OFFENSE, IT’S JUST MY PREFERENCE). With Diversity Night, maybe
gay men’s online profiles will cease to resemble the South in the
1950s).
Jockstraps, outted players, cruise restrooms, or opening gay men’s
minds ... we’ll let PHX and the NBA take its pick. We’ll even give
them a choice: choose two of the above and you can keep your stupid
Church Night.
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