Pistons

Oh, hey. Hi! How are you? The game was fun last night. We saw Al at the Post for a pre-game dinner and drinks. It was a good game, too. Tanya's favorite parts were the explosions during the introductions and the many alley-oop plays.

That Brezec dude is a weirdo. He's constantly stretching on the scorer's table, rubbing his hammy, having his chest massaged by Arnie Kander, and icing himself down with strange contraptions. All this in preparation for two minutes of garbage time. I'd be a sweet twelfth man -- if only I were a foot taller. That lucky son of a bitch.

Here's a video/photo montage, complete with sophisticated jazz soundtrack.