It’s been a little bit over a few months since Memphis Grizzlies forward Matt Barnes gave Shaunie O’Neal a couple of new storylines on Basketball Wives by allegedly getting into a fistfight with New York Knicks coach Derek Fisher. The fight stemmed from Fisher allegedly dating Barnes’ estranged wife and VH1 reality star Gloria Govan.
Prior to facing his old LA Clippers teammates and coaches Monday night, Barnes addressed the media about the fight and essentially blamed Fisher for making it the tabloid fodder it became. Essentially it boiled down to Barnes calling Fisher one of the ugliest six-letter words in the English language: a snitch.
“We’re two grown men who should have handled two grown men’s business, but he wanted to run and tell the cops and the NBA,” said Barnes. “The New York Post is run by the New York Knicks, so it’s obviously a way of trying to make me look like the bad guy.”
Barnes, who said he didn’t know what to expect from Clippers fans when he would take the court as a visitor, did expect to hear “Derek Fisher” chants. As the Clippers would go on to squeeze out a 94-92 victory over the Grizzlies, the Los Angeles faithful were appreciative of Barnes and his time in uniform.
“It’s bittersweet,” Barnes said before the game. “You know I had a lot of good times here. L.A.’s home but I’m in Memphis now and I’m excited to get the opportunity to play against my former teammates.” Barnes checked into the game in the first quarter to appreciative applause from the Staples Center crowd. Moments earlier, a video tribute showed highlights from his days in a Clippers uniform, and he raised his hand twice acknowledging the crowd. The trolls weren’t in Staples Center last night, as they saved their “Derek Fisher” chants for at least one night.
Fish gotta go. That’s it. This is the final straw. It’s one thing to be sneaking around your boy’s back to hook up with his ex in front of his kids. Or to be a terrible coach who’s constantly fucking up the lineups and playing Calderon and Vujacic real minutes over Galloway and Grant. Or to constantly let Melo run iso while the best player of this generation sits on the other end waiting to slam back rebounds because he’s given preposterously limited offensive opportunities.
I’m from the old school. I would rather not snitch, and just get the shit kicked out of me every day until I figure it out myself, than snitch and get someone in trouble. It is more about their livelihood, than a code of honor among real dudes who handle their own business. Cannot play with em, cannot win with em, cannot coach with em, can’t do it. I want grown men. I want people who will never snitch.
Even if a murderer lived next door. They should probably just move.