Well, let me tell ya ’bout them Loudville Cavs, bless their hearts. They some fellas playin’ that ball game, you know, the one with the hoop and the bouncing thing.
Them fellas in wine and gold, yeah, that’s the colors they wear. They been winnin’ some games lately, which is good, I reckon. Folks ’round here get all riled up when they win. They call it somethin’…Cavs… somethin’… Cleveland Cavaliers, that’s it! They play against other city fellas, like them Brooklyn Nets. I heard tell they beat ’em sometimes, and sometimes they lose. That’s just how it goes, ain’t it?
- They got this one fella, real good at throwin’ the ball. Don’t know his name, but he’s quick, like a chicken chasin’ a bug.
- And then there’s the big ‘uns, tall as corn stalks, blockin’ the other fellas from gettin’ the ball in the hoop. They call it “defense,” I think.
Heard some talk on the radio ’bout one of their players gettin’ hurt. Poor fella, hope he gets better soon. They was sayin’ they need someone else to play now. Happens all the time, you know. Just like when old Bessie the cow went lame, had to get another one to take her place.
Now, they talkin’ ’bout contracts and extensions and all sorts of fancy words. I don’t rightly understand it all. Seems like they gotta pay them fellas to play, and sometimes they pay ’em more, sometimes less. It’s all a big ol’ mess of numbers, if you ask me.
Injuries, yeah, they got those too. Just like us old folks gettin’ creaky knees and achin’ backs. These young fellas, they runnin’ and jumpin’ so much, bound to get a boo-boo now and then. Heard tell they got a whole list of ’em, like a grocery list, only instead of milk and eggs, it’s twisted ankles and sore muscles.
They got this thing called “news” and “rumors” ’bout the Cavs. I don’t pay much mind to it, mostly just folks gossipin’, like hens in a coop. But sometimes it’s useful , like knowin’ when the games are on TV. That way, I can turn it on and watch them fellas runnin’ around. It ain’t always easy to follow, all that back and forth, but it’s excitin’ when they make a basket, you know?
And the scores! They always talkin’ ’bout scores. Big numbers and little numbers, seems like a math class, not a ball game. But I figure the bigger the number for the Cavs, the better they doin’. They was sayin’ one time they had a real big lead, like thirty somethin’ points! That’s a lot of points, I reckon. Must have been a real barn burner, as the youngins say.
They play a lot of games, seems like every other night. And they travel all over, to different cities and places. Must be tirin’, all that bus ridin’ and airplanin’. I get tired just goin’ to the market and back.
Undefeated, that’s a word I heard ’em sayin’ ’bout the Cavs once. Means they ain’t lost a game in a long time. That’s somethin’ to be proud of, I guess. Like when my prize-winnin’ pumpkin took first place at the county fair. Felt real good, that did.
They talk about the Cavs all the time on the radio, and on that picture box, the tee-vee. It’s like they’re the most important thing in the whole world sometimes. But I guess it gives folks somethin’ to cheer about, somethin’ to get excited about. And that ain’t a bad thing, is it? Heck, even this old lady gets a kick out of seein’ them fellas win.
So, that’s my take on them Loudville Cavs. They a bunch of fellas playin’ a ball game, winnin’ some, losin’ some, and keepin’ folks entertained. And that’s all there is to it, ain’t it?
Cleveland Cavaliers News, they call it. I get the gist of it, even if I don’t understand all them fancy words. They winnin’, they losin’, they playin’ hard. And that’s good enough for me.
And them Virginia Cavaliers… wait a minute, that ain’t right. They playin’ some other kind of ball game, with helmets and all. Confusin’ sometimes, all these different teams and games. But as long as they’re havin’ fun and playin’ their hearts out, that’s all that matters.
Anyway, go Cavs! That’s what I always say, even if I don’t always know what’s goin’ on.
