Could be worse. I could be a Miami Heat fan.
Hello, Dwayne Wade. Your coach says that some of you were crying in the locker room after your shot rimmed out in the last seconds and the Bulls squeaked by you by a point to sweep the season series 3-0. And you're going to the media and saying that you're doing exactly what the fans want -- you're losing. That should make us happy.
Listen, you pissing your jock strap little crybaby, people would not be hoping you would collapse if you hadn't acted like such a dickhead when the team got put together. You were forecasting an NBA title for the Heat months before the season opened. People like me who pointed out teams with three superstars NEVER do well, you didn't say you were going to work hard as a unit, you said we didn't know what we were talking about. We'd be hoping the grand experiment worked if you acted with some dedication.
And now, our observations are coming true, players are crying (in March?!? There's still a lot of season left!), and you're acting like spoiled brat. Suffer, bitch.