I was at MSG for Knicks/Bulls when Starks had "The Dunk." I've never heard an arena so loud.

Hit a game-tying triple with 2 outs in the bottom of the 7th for my HS baseball team. Scored the game winning run on a passed ball on the next pitch. All in front of the object of my unrequited love.

That's nothing. You should see the tribute I built to Tommy Morrison, using nothing but bottles of whiskey and scabs from Kaposi’s sarcoma.

Are you still in the NYC area? What's the vibe around town about the team, now that fans have had a chance to process the trade, and see the good, the bad and the ugly?

I don't have a good answer, so I chalk it up to the lingering stench of Isiah.

That was embarrassing.

Has anybody read Simmons' newest column? Holy shit.

+1. Love it.

Please. Help Squeezy.

If avoiding hand contact at the line is what you like, don't play with Andrew Bogut. He's really needy.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. And we can all paint Jackson Pollacks, too.

Off to a good start. I love Reznor's version of "ITHOTMK."

Welcome back, CPSL!

I'll take the crazy, nastyass, honey badger. Everytime.

I think "Get Him to the Greek" was totally underrated. There was so much about that movie I really enjoyed.

Is that short for "Varmint Hospital?" 'Cause I'm guessing there's one pretty close.

My freshman year of college, I was dating a girl who I was a year younger than me.

Other titles considered? "The Unbearable Fatness of Being."

Well, at least my grandpa's no longer the most dangerous guy on the road in Boca.

Holy shit. Salisbury has aged a decade in the last few years.