No, I know. I remember those halcyon days well.

His brother is, I think.

Agree completely. Just think there are plenty of other, much better players to lionize in this manner than J.R. Smith.

We should all collectively agree to let J.R. Smith's career head off to the elephant graveyard and not stand in the way as it does. He is the living personification of everything currently wrong with the Blue-and-Orange, and the madness must cease.

Considering the amount of J.R. Smith references in this piece, does that last line mean the NBA is also a better place when J.R. Smith is having a good run? Because that is false.

Following which the hawk said, "Alright, motherfuckers, who did that?!"

The point is there aren't 39 more valuable PGs in the league than Rondo, and to say so is absolutely asinine. This dude is a liar and a prick. Everything else is noise.

I mean, if you want to get technical about it, there's all different kinds of hipsters, and millennial ones (and those who want to be like/with them) are different than Gen Y ones. It's not all beards and tight jeans: even at bastion of hipsterdom Pitchfork, you're as likely to see a kid wearing a Rex Chapman jersey…

He appears to be a born-rich, jersey-wearing hipster dipshit from Chicago. Take a stroll through Wicker Park or Lakeview, or go to Lollapalooza or North Coast, and you'll see another thousand or so almost exactly like him.

Can't wait for Jimmer Fredette to wade into this clusterfuck...

Millions at first, but there's no way he's getting past Atlanta at #6, so he's getting paid regardless. The $4 million difference in signing bonus money and $6 million or whatever over the life of the contract is made back up on his first extension. He gamed the college system, credit where it's due. If Houston is…

That's fair. I personally don't know him, but it seems like he took a look around, saw what his team was capable of, realized what he would be up against, and slow-played it because he knew his coach wouldn't give a shit.

I'd simply like to ask everyone who's quick to call him lazy how they'd feel about their jobs if they: A) weren't paid in actual money; B) had the absolute best competitors possible in their field piling up obstacles designed specifically to prevent them from doing their jobs to a superhuman degree; and C) had a…

"Steve Nash is a transcendent former star, and we're making a movie about his final, lonely moments in the NBA. But first, let's talk about the cap situation for the 1994 Celtics, and then Dominique Wilkins playing in Greece and how I responded to the new while pumping gas..."

Keep him out of it. All we'd end up with is another Blake Griffin win, where the whole thing is secondary to marketing and horseshit. That was a god damn disgrace, and one of the weakest winners I can remember. Be the same thing here, though the Samsung commercial that resulted would probably be real fucking sweet.

I thought people were exaggerating this aspect. Jesus. You can see how disgusted Steve Levy is with him by the end.

Asshole.

Hmm, interesting. In a general sense, though, isn't latitude a way to compare far-flung regions? Obviously, where on a given continent or coast (and so subject to certain weather patterns) the city falls is important, but distance from the equator or tropics also has a base level relationship with climate, does it not?

Not quite sub-tropical. It's on a latitude roughly equivalent with the south of France or New York City...both places where they wouldn't dream of holding the Winter Olympics. The predicted weather for this weekend's Super Bowl (40 degrees at kick-off, falling to the low- to mid-thirties with a nippy windy chill) is…

"So listen, kid: I know we took you first, but here's the deal. We drafted someone exactly like you two years ago, and still aren't sure about him. And we signed three guys a lot like you this offseason. And our most popular player also is almost exactly like you. And the guy we drafted last year? He, too, plays your…