[on a scale from wit to whimsy: Parody]
I never played basketball, though I’m the sort of person often asked not if I played but where. Of course, I’m also the sort of person nabbed by diminutive redheads with AARP cards and a bit too much perfume so early in the day, taken by the hand to the granola section of the cereal aisle in the supermarket where that one little box of cranberry almond is pushed way to the back on the very top shelf, and couldn’t I just be a sweetheart and reach up there to get it and put it in her cart.
I’ve raised two Centers, though. I feel for them, the big men left out in the cold in the NBA All-Star balloting. After I grab a tissue from the sidebar because of this moving video from Dwight Howard, I’m going to see about making a contribution to Dwight’s fund to save the Center.2