Fortunately, this story is about a very good basketball player and not very bad anti-Semitism

Last night Jeremy and I went to a Blazers game and it happened to be Hanukkah night. It was fun! They had a big menorah. But towards the end of the game (which was going poorly) some drunk guys behind us started yelling about this "f---ing Jew holiday"

I was very alarmed! I kept looking at Jeremy like "Are you hearing this??" and he seemed confused. I was scared! And also thought I might be going insane.

Finally they left and I turned to J and said I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS WHAT DO WE DO THESE ANTI-SEMITES WHAT THE WHAT

but uh, turns out the other team had a player named Jrue Holiday and he was having a good night

I am not well versed in basketball but @JRozansky is never letting me live this one down

I need to share this with my extended family of very Jewish Blazers fans now. K thanks

It was a very disconcerting for them and then a very big hit

As a Jewish man, a basketball fan and a connoisseur of misunderstandings, this is right in my wheelhouse. Happy Hanukkah from St. Louis.

We should welcome him as an honorary member of the tribe!!!

You need to get a @Jrue_Holiday11 jersey but put the Hebrew world חג on the back. (That's holiday in Hebrew folks)

Took my friend to a game once and she thought people were doing the Nazi salute because they were pouting to the score board, a common gesture when your team is winning and the opposing team is being obnoxious about something

Omg my husband just reminded me that once he was watching a game and I was like “WHY ARE THEY SCREAMING WHITE POWER?!!” It was Dwight Howard. They were screaming for Dwight Howard.

Took my daughter to a baseball game when she was about 7. I mentioned that you can always tell who the home team is because they wear the white uniforms. She immediately yelled out, “Go white guys!”

Same thing happened to my dad. It was Jewish community night at Dodger Stadium. He saw someone with a sign that he thought said “kike” on it. He was pissed. Little did he know, until I told him that night, there was a new, great player on the Dodgers named Kiké Hernández.

During an 8th grade basketball game, our side started chanting for our star player, Jeff Slaton—“Slaton, Slaton, Slaton...” Heard by the opposing parochial school team, as “Satan” apparently, as their nun-led response was, “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus...”