Two days ago I went into the NBA store of 5th Avenue and a salesperson on the elevator said that I looked like Chuck Daly, the 80s coach of the Detroit Pistons.
I was crushed that I was in such a state of ruin, however today I went there to buy a gift and the same salesperson apologized and said, "I went home thinking about it and realized that you didn't look like Chuck Daly, but someone else."
"Who?" I was hoping that it wasn't Al Franken.
"Eric Robert."
"Better." I was insulted until seeing his photos.
Younger than me and I loved him in RUNAWAY TRAIN.
ps I actually went traitor to the Boston Celtics and bought my nephew James Pollack a Knicks tee-shirt.
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Amare Stoudemire
"Is he good?" James asked with the blessed innocence of a seven year-old.
"He is very good," his father replied with love.
His four school friends and James chanted, "The Boston Celtics suck."
It sounded cute, but last night that was the truth versus the Brooklyn Nets.
"James, sssh." His father stilled their mantra.
His son obeyed his order.
They are a good father-son team, but the Celtics will out in the end.
2013.
Beat the Heat.
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