These next couple weeks I'll be posting brainstorms for the new WC Recycling Management Program... if I'm not too busy loitering and yelling at Jeff Van Gundy in Havana House.
And a great piece on the resurgence of the Vlade flop (now the Fisher Flop):
""Flopping is not basketball. Nobody flops in pick-up basketball, because it is the antithesis of competition. Competing means pushing back, not falling down. Competing means focusing your efforts on defeating your man, not playing to an official. And yet the NBA has allowed this spectacle to rob the game of its excitement. [...] It's a disgusting practice, and it has had the same affect on the game as the European introduction of smallpox to Native Americans. Sure, flopping existing before the Euros came over, but it reached new heights under the teachings of Professor Vlade Divac and his bizarrely bearded disciples. Kudos to the NBA for making an effort to put an end to this. If they do nothing else right this off-season, I'll applaud them for this."
I still miss you, you halftime chain-smoking, relentless beard growing Marlboro man.
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