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Growing up, Oak was my absolute favorite basketball player. As an adult, Guitar Jimmy is my least favorite, privileged, shitstain.

*burps, wipes Pringles crumbs off lips, sips Mountain Dew Code Red, turns up Slipknot*

Well if basketball really did pass away, you know Carmelo wasn't responsible.

1. Play all remaining games against the Harlem Globetrotters

I prefer Rob Schneider's "Wacky Sports Bloopers."

Yeah, as another Gen-X white dude, I've had a similar rethinking in the past few years and an important realization.

Generic white people whining about Al Sharpton in 3 2 oh here you are already. Shut the fuck up.

It was less fun for Kyle Orton's kids. I still can't figure out how he managed to miss the snow.

I'm a big fan of anything by Geo F. Trumper

I'm a big fan of anything by Geo F. Trumper

Geo F. Trumpers Shaving Cream (I use Sandalwood but any fragrance will work). I prefer this over the Soap somebody else recommended. The quality is fantastic, it's smooth, smells great, and a 200g tub has lasted me nearly 9 months. You only need a almond size amount for a great creamy lather.

Geo F. Trumpers Shaving Cream (I use Sandalwood but any fragrance will work). I prefer this over the Soap somebody

Yea but you are not reducing pay. Everything is already paid for with the TV deals in place. Money from tickets, parking, food, ect. is EXTRA money in the owners pockets. I mean c'mon. Do you really think these owners that have been successful businessmen for 20-30 years before buying a team really need to sell an x

1. I dunno as I spend large portions of my life being completely un-awesome.

This wasn't me but I witnessed it and it was awesome.

I was Philip D. Bag, a costumed character that taught children the importance of recycling paper. I found this gig on Craigslist. That's me in the picture.

David that story is very close to mine, I had the chance to work for Tony at his school in the 1990s, I also had all my walls covered in Gwynn memorabilia and wore 19 as many of us did. I posted this originally over at the UTSD Forums in the tribute there, but thought many of you would love this story as well. Its

The baseball-card collection I had as a teen—145,000 cards in all when I last bothered to count, 800-count box after

I was a 12 year old playing Little League and I peed my pants, but in the most glorious and undignified way. I decided to hold in my pee even though I had to go very badly because I was on deck. I was fine when I was on deck and don't think I was being too obvious about the impending leakage from my pants. The second