In which Pat Riley will stay mad and good at his job until long after the sun goes out.
In which the future cannot be quantified.
In which Sal in Elmhurst is a metaphor, and also probably a man named Salvatore, who lives in Queens.
In which the rich are eaten.
In which LeBron's failure is praised as if it isn't a failure at all.
In which, for the 14,951st time, someone says Washington cannot be saved.
In which a lot of stuff is going on with the author, some of it involving the Bulls.
In which Z-Bo's arm fat gets the love it deserves.
In which a bunch of adjectives get dumped on Billy Donovan's angular head.
In which all the ways Monta Ellis is like Paul Beatty are delineated.