Oh, You Guys Are Still Into Basketball?

Yes, I seem to remember being vaguely interested in “basket-ball” at some point…that’s the one with Michael Jordan, right?


Anyway, Mike B. just told me that if I don’t start posting (and caring, and I mean really caring) about the Golden Game again, he’s going to go to River Hills and sock a baseball with my name and address written on it through Latrell Sprewell’s bedroom window, and we don’t need to assume that Spree doesn’t like to be bothered.