Montrezl “Mississzugz” “Monsterezl” “Mon-Trezzle” Harrell has been having good games with such frightening regularity that I’m starting to suffer from what I’ve termed “Harrell Fatigue”. On some level, I appreciate that Harrell is playing himself into a future 15-million-per-year contract by being a constant bundle of hustle and screaming, but that appreciation is tempered by the fact that I have been seriously overexposed to Harrell this season.
You think that being exposed to high levels of nuclear radiation from my overclocked microwave is bad? Well, it is bad. It’s so overclocked that it’s more of a picowave than a microwave, and I regularly have to cut off new tumors with a pair of nail clippers. But that’s not as bad as being exposed to dangerous levels of Harrell’s hype for the game and for himself. I imagine it’s worse in person, but even watching the highlights on my computer screen is causing some serious negative reactions. Basically, his never-ending energy makes me feel like a useless slob in comparison. Which I am, but I don’t usually think about it until I have to watch Harrell dunk everything in sight and then scream at Steve Ballmer who is sitting on the baseline and screaming back at him.
Soon the season will be over and I’ll have a chance to freshly re-evaluate whether or not Monsterezl is too good for my channel. Until then, he’ll just continue to degrade my worth as a human being by being muscular, tall, and a 6MOTY of the year candidate.