There’s no need to beat around the bush with this post. Paul Pierce’s blog sucks. Furthermore, it really, really, really, really sucks.
Pierce posted another entry today, and it was more of the same useless stuff he’s been writing since the blog started. The things I took from today’s entry: Pierce bowls three times a week (yawn); took golf lessons this summer (sweet, dude); has a “grill game” that is “on point” (which only matters if he’s making me a cheeseburger); and his daughter loves salmon but does not enjoy chicken fingers or noodles. Other than that, I came away from reading the post with pretty much nothing. If I were to judge Pierce’s effort, he would be awarded no points and may God have mercy on his soul.
Pierce’s blog had the potential to be great, as any blog written by a professional athlete does. Pierce could write about the stuff we want to hear, about relationships with teammates, locker room stories I don’t know, and about Pierce’s workout schedule. About what Pierce thinks about Shaq, and how motivated Pierce is to reclaim a title. About how, this one time, Tony Allen walked into the shower carrying a laptop computer. About how Rasheed Wallace was a better teammate than any fan could imagine, or a few behind-the-scenes examples revealing Kevin Garnett, maniac. Pierce had the chance to enlighten us with information that otherwise would have remained in the dark.
Instead, he writes about his daughter’s eating habits and his own boring hobbies. Oh, well, I can’t be all mad – next time, Pierce might tell us all what he had for breakfast!