Every time I see a bit of “Basketball Wives” or hear a new detail about the members of the cast I keep wondering when Shaunie is going to pull Tami and Evelyn aside and say thanks for paying my bills for the past three seasons, but ya’ll need real help. These two are the epitome of the mean girls your parents tell you not to pay any mind to in high school because they’ll grow up to be nothing, except thanks to the reality TV trend and VH1 they’ve managed to become something I suppose, just nothing worth bragging about.
On last night’s episode of the show, Tami and Evelyn essentially pulled an in-person version of three-way—something most women haven’t done since they were in fact in high school—and tried to catch Kenya up in lies about not defending the cast members on a radio show. Being the mean girls that they are, they’d already talked about her actions and come up with a plot to trap Kenya but tried to play like everything was brand new when they met her in person. It was the type of childish behavior that would have Tami going upside someone else’s head and calling them out their name but apparently is OK for her to do. As we see by the end of the show, Evelyn clearly intends to descend her wrath upon Kenya from here on out, and of course by next week she’ll be trying to fight her, or at least hit her upside the head with a bottle of wine.
Half of me wants to give Tami a break because it’s so obvious what her issues are. On the episode when she met with her therapist and talked about being raped, it was clear she’s never gotten over the anger of those situations and even when Royce told her she should give Kesha a chance, she said something along the lines of why should I care about anybody else, nobody cares about me. My advice to Tami? Stick with therapy. She’ll never respect anybody else until she deals with those feelings of betrayal and if she does she might just have a chance of making it because when she’s not calling someone a bish, bish, and more bish, Tami’s actually sort of likeable.
Evelyn, on the other hand, I don’t know what this chick’s problem is. I’ve come to the conclusion that she’s just stank—point blank period. She thinks she’s the business and she has no problem trying to rain on anybody else’s parade, which obviously includes her friends. I get that Shaunie wants to collect a paycheck but at some point I’d have to let Evelyn know, look, you’re too much drama on a day to day. It’s not enough that Evelyn has to turn every outing into a catfight, but to ruin the birthday of someone you call a friend because you can’t hold your liquor and want to come off as the baddest of them all in front of Jen who is so not thinking about her is ridiculous. She doesn’t live up to half the crap she was talking about in her fake toast to “real friends” herself.
The bottom line is what these two don’t realize is that this level of drama gets old quick because it’s not even realistic at this point. No one stays that angry all the time or is ready to fight every day, all day. One or two altercations might catch viewer’s attention but when taking off your shoes, pulling someone’s hair, and throwing drinks becomes part of your daily routine it just makes you look predictable, immature, and silly. Evelyn and Tami obviously don’t realize their life clock says they’re way too old to carry on like this, but they better pay attention to that 15-minute buzzer that’s ticking away because their time in the spotlight is just about up. Although I hate to say in the next year or two, I fully expect to see a VH1 anger management spin-off with all of its reality TV worst offenders under one roof and these two would definitely be the headliners. Throw in a little Chrissy Lampkin and you’ve got ratchet reality TV 101.