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The fan base of the Miami Heat is arguably the most fickle in sports. They don’t show up to games during the regular season, and they seem to only take notice of their team once they’ve advanced to at least the second round of the playoffs. In typical South Beach fashion, they’re known for their “whiteouts” at games, and rocking more tank-tops than is socially acceptable at a professional sporting event. With the Heat already sitting pretty in the second round for a week, we decided it was time to take a closer look at the folks who do indeed call themselves, Heat nation. Even the, "good game, good effort," kid may not have enough to redeem this flock. So, check out this Gallery: Miami Heat Fans Representing the Seven Deadly Sins.
Written by Adam Silvers (@silversurfer103)
Envy: Boston Fat Heads
Don't be jealous of Boston, Heat fans. The Celtics had their time to shine, and now, well clearly it's the Heat's turn to go on a run.
Greed: Pitbull's Cousin Makes a Finals Appearance
This dude, doing his best Pitbull impression, just reeks of greed. That's way too much bling, fake or not, for one individual. The diamond-studded hat man, really?
Wrath: This Guy's Asking For It
For the emotional damage this dude tried to inflict on Cleveland fans at an Indians game, he deserves any physical damage that comes as a result. Who let him into Progressive Field to begin with?
Sloth: Cruisin'
Does it get any lazier then cheering from a lounge chair, on a cruise ship? Heat fans not doing anything to change the stigma that they love catching rays more than filling American Airlines Arena.
Envy: Where the Haters now?
It maybe cliché at this point, but don't forget about all those Heat fans who took every opportunity to remind LeBron of his failed promises after his first season in South Beach. We wonder where all those signs are now.
Lust: Like Father, Like Son
We can't even blame them for this one. Thirst in Miami is comparable stuck in the Sahara Desert with salty beef jerky being your only possession.
Wrath: Rage, Like you Mean It
Don't try and stop this crew's celebration of a ring, they look like they wouldn't give a second thought to stomping out any opposition.
Pride: "Good Game, Good Effort"
Nothing but love for the, "good game, good effort," kid. The Heat should bring this young'n to every home game from now, until at least puberty.
Gluttony: One Beer, Two Beer, Three Beer, Floor
This happy Heat fan has indulged himself with so many Corona's that we can't even see his eyes anymore. Someone tell us they took his keys, for the love of God.
Sloth: We're Excited, Kind of
Hey folks, it's a sporting event not a trip to the movies, it's okay to make a little noise occasionally. Actually it looks more like that mandatory convention that nobody wants to go to, and everyone is counting down the minutes until it's merciful conclusion. What a viewing party.
Gluttony: That's Not the Kids Meal
Gluttony at it's finest. You know homie off to the side is like, "what's good with a piece of that?" Trying to be all nonchalant and ish.
Wrath: Homie Wants Some Compensation
Can anyone really argue with this dude? A debate that could continue for years: Is it fair to fans that teams bench their stars when a playoff seed is already secured?
Pride: Leader of the Tribe
Just, wow. This dude is more than ready to lead Heat nation into battle, till the end of the world, and beyond. Great image effect with the hellish sky above, we're definitely feeling the passion.
Sloth: Can D-Wade Get Some Love?
Come on Miami, Wade is trying to fire y'all up, he's getting responses like he's asking for money on the train. Half the seats are empty, half the crowd doesn't even acknowledge him, and that older woman up front is the most passionate fan in attendance. What's wrong with this picture?
Lust: Trying to Kill Two Birds with One Stone
Let's be real, the only reason these dudes give a damn about the game is they equate the Heat's success with their chances of scoring. Ayo!
Pride: Ghost-Riding Fireworks Show
Nothing like some post-game ghost-riding celebrations to show that team spirit. These Heat fans are letting Miami know, this is D-Wade's team. Cue the fireworks.
Gluttony: Big Chicks and Brew, a Lethal Combo
This chick is definitely our pick to win the impromptu arm-wrestling competition that's no doubt going to headline the in between quarter activities. These fans probably don't need another round of pitchers as well.
Sloth: Yay, Heat
Dude, act like you want to be there. The face paint says, "go Heat," but the facial expression says, "eh, I guess it's cool to win a championship." SMH.
Pride: White Walkers Take No Prisoners
These Heat fans may qualify for the insane asylum, but that doesn't diminish the obvious pride they have for their squad. We're sure that's not toxic paint, they definitely read the warning label, right?
Lust: Papier-Mache Trophy Worship
Isn't it enough that your team just won an NBA championship? Did you really need to make a papier-mache trophy for yourself, and your kissing the thing no less? Never enough for Heat fans.
