We should have seen J.R. Smith’s mid-life crisis coming. All the signs were there. The dude threw hot soup on an assistant coach, dribbled out the clock in the NBA Finals, and is now being investigated by the NYPD for stealing, throwing, and breaking a fan’s phone.
In the midst of a mid-life crisis, my dad bought a motorcycle.
Some dads may grow a pony tail. Others may dust off their Van Halen t-shirt to wear under their 1972 high school letterman jacket. J.R. Smith decided to reconnect with youth culture by getting a very large Supreme tattoo on his right calf. FOR THE CULTURE.— Basketball Forever (@Bballforeverfb) August 3, 2018
— Ballislife.com (@Ballislife) August 3, 2018
Back in December, the 32-year-old rocked a “Supreme” shooting sleeve during a game against the Lakers.
An instant classic #NIKExNBA moment. pic.twitter.com/CVK6jhaZjC
— Nick DePaula (@NickDePaula) December 15, 2017
Some poignant reactions.
— Patrickfather (@Patrickdaddy) August 2, 2018
— ChiRed (@ililiLLi_ULT_) August 2, 2018
— B (@JiggyMcSauce) August 2, 2018
— Arthur Rey (@Arthur_Rey_) August 2, 2018
— HBK (@thelifeof_chris) August 2, 2018
I really would love to fast forward to 2040 to J.R. Smith explaining to his grandchildren what the hell this means. Shit is going to age like a ‘Blockbuster Video’ tat. Actually, that would be dope. IRONY IS HIP, BROS. #No Regerts.
[h/t Larry Brown Sports]
