Both Sterling and his girl-friend are pathetic.
She, a gold-digger with her unctuous and fake “honey” and “sweetie” and acceptance of his racism (she herself being part black) to keep the cash flowing.
He an old fool in his dotage, seemingly regressing to childhood with his whining and simplistic racism and obvious hypocrisy, playing the pathetic game of lying to himself about his age because he is able to buy a sexually attractive girlfriend.
No what makes him sick is he pays dumb, illiterate men millions of dollars to throw a ball through a hoop, and most when the camera is off act like the lowlife gangbangers they are, snorting their dope and running around with white bimbos, who wouldn’t be caught looking at them if not for money. It makes him sick that American sports has turned into nothing but a professional league of gangbangers, who think the world owns them a living because they can shoot a basketball straight. How many are lawyers, doctors, airline pilots, nuclear engineers? How many actually do something to better society? I can think of one black doctor and his last name is Carson.