Dozens of grayed commenters staring intently at that gif, just trying to find a double dribble.

This is in sharp contrast to Rick Pitino, who gave one too many fucks.

Maybe with his downtime he can finally make good on getting his dad out of prison like he promised 17 years ago.

Makes sense. By waiting until the offseason, he'll have a much better idea who this year's contenders are.

Unfortunately his shirt still contains the Knicks' team slogan: "F IT."

This wasn't some Kermit Washington shit, but it was interesting to see someone in the NBA have some actual balls and not just immediately do the whole "Someone Hold Me Back" thing.

I escaped a town that grossly enables high school athletes before pipe-lining them to Brookdale when they're inevitably not college material, so I'm sadly not surprised here. (Note: I'm not knocking every BCC student. My mom and friends have gone there, but even they've confirmed it's a bully's last stop before…

He posted a couple more terrible tweets at the end of his blog post, and those tweeters have similarly shut down their accounts after being given a raft of crap.

I am Tyler's passive-aggressive email.

Jesus, just wait till these people encounter real first-world problems.

The twist is that the author of this e-mail was Tyler the entire time (spoiler alert).

Always lowlight truthers.

For your consideration...

Sad. He's asking for help since he told MLB and didn't fail a test. Hopefully they give him what he needs and don't fine or suspend him over this. It's an illness.

Damn.

Addiction is a demon. I hope he gets the help he needs.

Damn man. Addiction is a killer. C'mon Josh. Good luck to ya man. You can beat this.