Chris Provos?
A name was thrown out, and in an instant, one could feel the rustling eyes around them gathering, one by one they couldn't help but start rubbing their hands in anticipation.
It was clear to see, Provos hadn't made himself scarce of enemies among the fans this year.
West stared blankly with a speechless expression.
"That's all the guts you have, taking your anger out on Chris. If you're so brave, why don't you go to a Philadelphia bar and have a three hundred round battle with Hawks fans?"
With that remark thrown into the mix, other fans also chimed in to jeer and complain.
The fan in question was slightly embarrassed, but he didn't back down in his speech, "The whole season, he was just there humming and hawing, babbling that we weren't good enough, constantly pouring cold water on us, and now that we've made it to the Super Bowl, aren't we allowed to criticize him?"
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
