There is only one thing that equals my hate for the “Harlem Shake”, my love for Ole Miss Rebels guard Marshall Henderson. Never has a player, who happens to be such a ball hog, captured my heart as much as Henderson. Whether it has been his natural polarizing nature, telling media folks that on a Saturday night he had more important things to do than talk to them, or shooting over 11 three pointers a game, Henderson epitomizes awesomeness.
The Harlem Shake on the other hand is a diabolical craze that has swept the nation, especially college hoops for some reason. I don’t know how to describe the “dance”, as to me, it just looks like a bunch of people having seizures. But hey, I am older, I doubt I am the aimed demographic for such fancy dance moves.
Back to Henderson. The Womp Womp Monster decided to join the Harlem Shake craze in the only way he knew how, surrounded by women, not near his teammates, supporting an Attorney General, and showing off his acting skills. Oddly, even with my undying love for Henderson still strong, I still hated this version of the Harlem Shake:
Although it was another version of the horrible dance, I did come away with it noticing two important things. Henderson must love girls(all shapes and sizes) to the level of a young boy just hitting puberty. The other, despite joining this horrible craze, Henderson is still my favorite college basketball player in all the land.
Also, please, for the love of everything good, can someone make the Harlem Shake go away.
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