1. Profane, vulgar, threatening, or derogatory remarks
2. or personal comments relating to race, ethnicity, religion, gender or sexual orientation
directed at or referring to any game official or opposing player/bench personnel.
I find the phrase to be inappropriate to use personally. However, I recognize that it has become little more than an "all purpose" phrase for many people, sometimes even used as a compliment for something that was particularly impressive.
I feel sorry for refs who are going to be judged on whether or not they called technical fouls whenever someone says it to a member of the other team. Seems like an attempt by a PR wizard to "improve the image of the game" by taking judgment away from the refs.
I think, for Niangs sake, this looks better:
1. Profane, vulgar, threatening, or derogatory remarks or personal comments
2. relating to race, ethnicity, religion, gender or sexual orientation directed at or referring to any game official or opposing player/bench personnel.
I'd give a "**** You!" a T before I'd give a "Your wife taste like Honey Nut Cheerios" a T any day of the week, and that 2nd got Carmelo pretty riled up.
At some point you just have to let it go.
If Niang said some stuff...I have his back. It means we are playing with some heart/fire and I'm 100% behind trash talking as long as it doesn't become physical.
I don't hold anything against Niang. I like the way he pours himself in the game. If anything, we all just became aware of a new NCAA "policing" effort. I can't imagine how hard it would be for these guys to practice against each other all the time and say whatever they want, but then have to think about what they can't say during a game.
Wonder if "That was B...S..." is on the ref's T-list? You hear that all the time from coaches and players.
You can't say you on the court! aww **** it
I got a "T" here at work a few weeks ago. I dropped some profanity at the piece of crap computer I have and someone complained to my supervisor. It was not the computer that complained. I think I probably said something like "You stinky old fouled up piece of dung computer" or words to that effect. I don't recall exactly but I do remember wanting to grab the thing and hurl it out the 7th floor window.
Playing catcher in high school was always fun because you could talk **** to literally every player on the other team.