John R. Thompson Jr. = Hitler?
Both my grandparents are Holocaust survivors and most of their siblings perished in Germany, but the first person I remember consciously hating wasn't Hitler... it was John Thompson.
Now obviously John Thompson Jr. isn't nearly as bad as Hitler, but as a child my narrow world view had me ranking the most evil people as follows: 1. Hitler Tie for 2. Darth Vader and John Thompson Jr.
As a small child, I remember being convinced that at any given moment John Thompson was going to whip that towel at one of his players, tear off his suit, check himself into the game, and murder Derrick Coleman in cold blood on the middle of the court. My parents raised me to be respectful, polite, and considerate, but they also taught me to hate JT II and his Georgetown Hoyas. It wasn't a conscious undertaking on their part, instead I absorbed the vitriol they felt for him through osmosis, allowing their hatred to slowly seep into my pores until my childhood innocence had vanished, replaced with a bloodlust for Georgetown, its fans, players, and of course John Thompson.
When he retired and Craig Esherick took over, I remember feeling like a part of me was dying.... like an ugly, nasty, dirty part of me, but still, a part of me was dying! A strong, obnoxious, awful Georgetown brought out the best in Syracuse and its fans. A weak Georgetown meant that the players and fans and even Ol' Jimmy B were going to let their guard down. Somehow a weaker Georgetown was responsible for the Deshaun Williams era at Syracuse. I don't know how, but it had to be. So when JT III was hired, I was furiously thrilled. The rivalry needs a Thompson. And no, JT III isn't as scary as his father. He's never going to rip off his suit and check himself into a game, but his father's evil blood flows through his veins and so I hate him, and I hate Georgetown, and I can't wait to destroy them. I hate losses way more than I enjoy wins, but I make an exception for Georgetown (and National Championships). So if you're at the game this Wednesday... cheer loud, cheer proud, cheer angry, but for the love of God, show those Georgetown bastards and the Thompsons (father and son) that they can look forward to an eternity of Syracuse domination when they get to their special place in hell.
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The Elder
When John Thompson the elder retired it was like the scab I had been picking at healed. The pus filled uncomfortabilty of the wound wasn’t there for me to scratch anymore. I came to miss the unconscious moments where I’d be ever so slowly picking at the scab. That’s what JT was – a pus filled hole that never healed. When he retired, the hole healed. I despise his son, and like you said, he has his father’s blood. But my loathing isn’t as deep with him. JT always conveyed that feeling that violenece was possible. He was – and his teams reflected this – intimidating and surly. His teams smelled like crime to me. And that crime should forever be punished by their lords and masters at Syracuse.
Ewing
With all the talk of ’Melo (the good one) possibly going to play in New York, I began to wonder why I always hated the Knicks and then it hit me… Ewing played for the Knicks, so of course I associated them with the evil empire. It was only at the end of his career when his knees were decrepit that it was like Darth Vader taking off his mask at the end of Return of the Jedi… suddenly one of the most evil men in the world was just a sad shriveled up mess and I felt sorry for him. I still hate Patrick Ewing Jr. though.
Knicks
I’m a bit older than you, so I was a Knick fan in the 60’s and 70’s (Frazier, Dick Barnett, Phil Jackson, Henry Bibby, Debusschre, Jerry Lucas, Dollar Bill Bradley, Earl Monroe…). After going to Syracuse I was still a Knick fan, but when thet drafted Ewing I hated them and could never root for them. I even had season tickets when Pitino coached them and right after and still rooted for the opposition. Now, with all traces of Georgetown scrubbed from their roster (and Isiah gone) I am rooting for them again. I had shifted to the Nets when DC was there, but when Calipari coached them I lost the taste. Now, I like the Knicks and their style of play. And, I like Donnie Walsh. Wes Johnson would have fit their system a lot better than the one (if there is one) in MN. Anyway. I hear ya….Ewing and his spawn are foul to me.

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