Gabrielle Union Makes Up Stuff For Wade’s Cheating

BSP has never liked Dwayne Wade. We believe Wade is one of the many professional athletes who draw a pass for being a terrible person by virtue of his athletic talents. Many people we call douchebags due to their success. That’s actually haterade. Wade’s a douchebag because he’s a douchebag. And not just a douchebag, a giant, douchetastic bag.

We’ve read how Wade is actually good to his teammates. We’ve heard how he’s a magnificent father … at least in his own opinion. But he can’t keep it in his pants. What’s more, Gabrielle Union, noted basketball ho cites her own work schedule for giving Wade a reason to cheat on her:

When you’re debating whether to go backward or forward, you have to look at the original issue. [When Dwyane and I broke up briefly in 2013], it was because of distance and scheduling. I finished filming the show, then I flew to [Las Vegas] right away to start shooting Think Like a Man Too. I couldn’t take time off, and I missed some quality togetherness we desperately needed. Over the summer, I reassessed priorities. I’d always wanted an awesome career with back-to-back projects, but I realized I wasn’t willing to sacrifice my relationship for it. Moving forward, I decided my work schedule has to make sense for our family. Bottom line: If an issue’s a deal breaker, it’s a deal breaker. If your relationship isn’t something you’re willing to give up and you can compromise, do so.

Man, where were these kind of women when I was younger? (Book) smart, wealthy, own career and would put up with my bulls*it no matter WTF I did? What kind of woman allows her fiance while “on a break” (a term coined on Maury) to not only bang some chick, but create a child with her? Oh, I get it: One who gives relationship advice!

DO forget your “type.” It worked for me. When I met Dwyane, his “résumé” looked like crap: athlete, going through a divorce, nine years younger than me. None of that screamed, “Let’s have a lasting relationship.” Then, after I had a heart-crushing breakup with yet another immature jerk, I thought, it can’t be any worse if I date a fetus. Let’s just see what happens. Turned out he’d been on his own since he was 15. He had wisdom that comes with facing an insane amount of adversity. He’s sweet, funny, honest about his shortcomings. When I put my preconceived notions to the side, I found someone cool.

Honest about his shortcomings. Like banging anything he sees when she’s not around. Dammit, I needed a hot older babe with no common sense when I was younger.

If only I had some athletic talent and was full of s**t. If he was on a break, why wasn’t he wrapping up? If this was a fun chick he was banging, why wasn’t he wrapping up? You cannot fool BSP. In the immortal words of Head Coach Bill Parcells, “it is what it is.” That dude’s gonna cheat on her forever. Why not? She’s gonna allow it!

About bittersportspills

I love sports. I don't love the hype, homerism, ratings talk, self-important egomaniacs, bias or any of the other nonsense you get with the national media. Nor will you get the two clowns on sports talk radio who stage phony arguments. It doesn't make it entertaining. It makes it time to turn on your iPod and jam instead of listening to white noise generators. This is the sports blog for you, the ones who don't like everything Los Angeles or New York. Just because the sporting media is based there doesn't mean we have to like their teams. We do treat them fairly, though. That means if one of those cities has an average QB who plays particularly well...we'll note it. If they're garbage, we'll say so. Instead of crying "why, why, why" like a certain sports media homer did in his radio broadcast. This isn't my job...I have a real one. Nevertheless, I'll post here when I make an observation. Common sense in sports is nearly dead. Now we're attempting to bring it back.
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