Glen “Big Baby” Davis: seat stealer

We may not have this opportunity this year, but who hasn't purchased a bleacher seat at a Major League Baseball game and tried to find a better view afterwards?

If a season-ticket holder didn't sell their tickets to a game they couldn't attend, why waste their seat? The stadium in which a former NBA champion won a championship is usually not the place where they have to attempt this caper.

The Boston Celtics defeated the Brooklyn Nets 126-120 on Sunday, and an ABC camera showed Glen Davis sitting behind one of the baskets. When you get caught trying to see the game from a better spot, the camera shows Davis live. He was then forced to say the familiar phrase of defeat: "These yall seats."

Davis might have been more upset than embarrassed, because who shows up to the game with two minutes left in the third quarter? Boston area traffic might be slow at 1 p.m. on Sunday, but you can arrive at the game two hours later. That is ridiculous. The refreshment stands are about to close. Don't let me get so comfortable in your seat that I forget I didn't buy it. At this point, my standard of living is too high.

If it wasn't for that t-shirt he was wearing, I would start a Go Fund Me to get better seats for Davis. It was a t-shirt with the Celtics logo on it that said "respect the logo." There is no one who is more offended by the Celtics logo than the people who wore it.

Every season, players step on Lucky, which is made out of paint and wood, and not a real boy. Someone is standing on Lucky's face before every home for 30 seconds waiting for the referee to throw up the opening tip. Players stop on it, cut on it, jump on it, stomp on it, sweat on it, sometimes even bleed on it. Those who love the Celtics were upset that Irving stomped on it after being jeered.

I know sports are emotional, but people have to stop. Nothing bad has happened unless someone takes the logo out of the middle of the field or court. If you feel differently, you should be able to watch the logo get pooped on, or at least be forced to leave your seats on a national broadcast while a chyron displays your legal name and nickname.