Tell me they're the next Swatch Watch and I'm sold.

Meanwhile, Greg Oden lost $30 at Applebee's when his date pulled a no-show after he ordered.

Roy Jones' Jr.

Seems a little odd for a Jewish man to make recommendations on beating the bishop, but, hey, it's his blog.

Oh! I thought it was because they misspelled "Shitty."

Though not mentioned here, Ramos also is a proud alumnus of the Connecticut School of Broadcasting.

Let's not forget David Stern. I believe his supposed legacy will be in shambles within two years.

This is all part of Jackson's plan to further ruin the franchise that made him live in New York City in the early '70s.

His post-Belmont statements didn't bother me much. Frustrated that his horse got beaten soundly with lots of people watching and believing in him, I can understand him saying dumb things. But this. This is not good. Sir, you have nothing to apologize for and even less to cry about. The first rule of getting yourself…

My point was directed at the acting head of the NBPA, not the players. I thought they handled it just fine. For proof: They played the game.

And NBA players wear shorts and tank tops.

Such a dumb commercial!

Dear Mr. NBPA Executive Director: Do shut up.

Vindication!

Aside from The Godfather's "They're animals anyway" line, I've never known this to be the case.

Clearly Democratic. Sounds like a good idea! But a huge real-world failure.

There's an immutable law of physics that will prevent such a proposal from being successful. It's called the Ernest Byner Effect.

Ah, but what if it gets cordoned off? They do that here. Useless.

You fixed my fix.

"Dead grandfather? Throw some dirt on it."