In the world of brazen fanboys there is no one who does it more recklessly than Drake.
Before anything, let’s get the fact that Drake is a rap artist (loosely defined), named Aubrey Graham (yes), from Toronto, Canada (HA), out in the open.
And while Drake continues to be the most visible fixture in entertainment today, his decision making outside of the studio continues to be called into question. No, I’m not talking about his non-existent rap sheet. Or even his performance hosting the ESPY’s.
I’m talking about his taste in sports.
Or, for lack of a better phrase, his yearning to be seen at sporting events.
It’s not odd for celebrities to take in a professional sporting event, especially in the NBA. It’s basically as common as peanut butter and jelly together on a sandwich. So when you see guys like Jack Nicholson or Billy Crystal sitting courtside at the Staples Center, you have to admire their loyalty and fanship.
But I can’t give Drake the same love.
In the sports world, Drake has re-written the definition of bandwagon hopper. I, coming from a large state university and being a member of a fraternity, am very familiar with the moniker “face-timer.” It’s given to the guy at the party who needs to be seen, needs to be heard, and needs his presence acknowledged.
Drake is the epitome of a face-timer.
If you look back on it, and I’m sure you don’t have to look very far, I’m assuming you could name ten instances you recall seeing or hearing about Drake at a sporting event. It’s also likely that those ten different sporting events were for ten different teams.
Off the top of my head I can rattle off: Kentucky basketball, the Miami Heat, the Toronto Raptors, the Los Angeles Lakers, various All-Star games, and Tim Horton’s with Rob Ford. Well, that’s not a sporting event but it damn well should be.
Looking at that list, comparing what we already know, Drake is a known fanboy of three teams.
Hailing from the ‘Great North,’ he’s been a Raptors fan since birth—although he stopped when Vince Carter went to New Jersey (as did every other Raptors fan), and then started back up again around April of last year. Coincidentally, that’s right around the time the LeBron-leaving-Miami talks really started to heat up.
Speaking of the Miami Heat, Drake had a nice three-year run with them. If I recall, it took him a few to hop on that wagon. One day he was just chillin’, and the next day he’s best friends with LeBron James. Who knows with this guy, except for the fact that this picture says it all:
And then there’s the Kentucky Wildcats, where, even today I struggle to find the connection between the two. It must have started when John Calipari named him an honorary coach. Wait, what?
Whether it be cozying up to DeMarcus Cousins in a post-game press conference, or participating in warm-ups at the team’s Midnight Madness event, Drake somehow has wiggled his way into the realm of collegiate athletics.
Remember when the Wildcats lost the National Championship game to Connecticut last spring and there was that infamous picture of him dejected in the stands? And then like 15 minutes later he got bounced trying to get into UCONN’s locker room?
Like, c’mon man, be better.
Although, in a surprise to no one, Drake refutes your challenges of his fandom, and said this to Complex magazine (via Terez Owens):
“Well, first of all, I’d like to say that despite what everyone on the Internet thinks, I do not team jump. In the past I’ve always supported the player and not the institution—unless we’re talking about the Kentucky Wildcats and the Toronto Raptors; I will never stray from them. But whether it comes to soccer or football or basketball, I have a lot of friends that play for a lot of teams. I’m not team jumping. I’m a supportive friend.”
I don’t think anything rivals Drake’s bizarre obsession with soccer and the rampant bandwagon-hopping of European club teams he went on these past two years. I’m pretty sure he was posing with Didier Drogba and Chelsea on a Thursday, only to be seen repping a Barcelona jersey on Saturday.
His hilarious switch from being an AC Milan fan to a Manchester City fan came right around the time of Mario Balotelli’s transfer. All I can assume there is, “he’s just out here supporting his brother.”
Does Drake really think he’s fooling anyone? I get it, everyone wants friends. But damn son, you’re a public figure, and a prominent one at that. My guess is he didn’t grow up with many friends and is just making as many as possible right now.
Most notably, his budding relationship with Johnny Manziel. These two love birds are so infatuated with each other that Johnny scored himself a line in Drake’s less-than-stellar song “Draft Day;” while Drake’s famous ‘OVO’ nickname found its way onto Johnny Football’s wrist in permanent ink.
Those two are so cute.
Normally I’d say ‘odd’ rather than ‘cute,’ but remember class: nobody hedges their sports allegiances like Drizzy.
Keep doing you, Drake. Just know we’re all laughing at you.
P.S.- Although I have to say, those Northern Uprising hoodies with the old school Raptors logos are dope and I really wish I had one.