OK, this is the last straw. As you and everyone else on earth knows (Note to the slow: This is an ongoing joke), I made an opening bid for the Charlotte Bobcats a month ago, offering $11,500 ($500 upfront and $100 per month) out of the goodness of my heart, trying to help out poor Bobcats owner Robert Johnson (still no relation to the legendary 1930s bluesman). I thought I was doing the city a favor, taking a chance on a bad financial risk so that our city could continue enjoying mediocre basketball at exorbitant prices. But did the Bobcats appreciate it? Did they even respond? No-o-o-o. Now we find out, thanks to the Observer, that George Postolos, a former CEO for the Houston Rockets, is interested in buying the Bobcats and — this is what gets to me — was invited to tour the Uptown arena and talk about the team’s finances. The nerve! Inviting some out-of-town newcomer to a day of coddling in the Q.C., while a hometown bidder like me gets bupkes, zilch, nuttin’. And just because Pustule or whoever has access to millions of dollars — the ingratitude is staggering! So, although I hate to do it, and hope that Charlotteans won’t suffer as a consequence, I am withdrawing by generous bid for the Bobcats until I receive an apology and a tour of the arena, dammit. Bob, I await your call.
This article appears in Jun 23-30, 2009.
