Welcome to Los Angeles, city of angels, home of the most spoiled fans in the NBA.
Now that the Lakers are in the finals, it's become excruciatingly tough being a diehard Warriors fan in Los Angeles. As a Bay Area native, a deep contempt for the Dodgers and Lakers runs through my veins. It's how we were brought up. Beat LA! Beat LA! Beat LA! Imagine being forcefed hype and discussion about a team you hate every waking moment of your life. Radio DJs, coworkers, every news media outlet, friends, and a rapidly increasing number of Lakers fans that actually think it's cool to attach gaudy Laker flags to their cars are all involved in a city-wide plot to drive me insane and out of SoCal.
