Just as a pro-tip to #10, if you don't want to lose by 83 you might want to adjust your strategy of barely being in a picture while giving Carmelo Anthony 15 feet of open space to shoot. Basically getting in a gun fight with Jason Bourne and telling him to take the first shot. Just a thought.

So in case you missed it Team U.S.A. went absolute BEAST mode on Nigeria yesterday to the tune of 156-73. 83 point margin of victory folks. Setting records for most points in a game, most points by an individual player, and most people googling where Nigeria* is so they can send their sympathies to the basketball program. And like clockwork everyone this morning is upset that they didn't take their foot off the gas and let the poor Nigerians lose more gracefully. Whaaaa the big bad Americans were bullies. Whaaaaaa they didn't have to keep shooting three's. Whaaaaaa the esteemed Nigerian basketball team got embarrassed. Grow up. This is the Olympics. This isn't rec league intramurals we're talking about. Team U.S.A. wanted to serve notice that they're on the same level as the Dream Team. Well no better way to do that than to win by more points than the other team scored. And spare me the song and dance about Nigeria having their feelings hurt. You don't want to be lose by 83? Maybe get a hand in someone's face. Maybe send in a goon to throw some elbows. Not to mention team Nigeria didn't look like they were having too bad of a time. Get to hang out on the same court with the best basketball players in the world and regardless of the outcome hit up the Olympic Village for two weeks all while not being in Nigeria? Sounds pretty solid to me. Not to mention the t-shirts sent to Nigeria after this game will probably say they won the game anyway. Win-win.

PS: There's a 40% chance Nigeria has a better credit rating than us. #ignorantamerican

*Everyone who grew up in the 90's knows that Nigeria is in West Africa. Everyone. You know why we know that? Carmen Sandiego. Africa map for the win. We honed our skills for years watching that show over and over again. Then I got to high school for my Afro-Asian World class and our first test was to fill in a map of Africa with country names. I felt like Costanza with the Frogger machine. 'This reminds me of something...... I can do this.'