Bill Simmons All-Star Review
MJ's wife shows up.
Everyone makes room for her. She sneaks in and sits down right next to him. And poor MJ looks like somebody who took a no-hitter into the ninth, then gave up a triple off the left-field wall. The trash-talking stops. He slumps in his seat like a little kid. The cigar goes out. No more hangin' with the boys. Time to be a husband again. Watching the whole thing unfold, I lean over to Sully just to say, "Look at that, he's just like us."
And he was. Just your average guy getting derailed by his wife. For once in my life, I didn't want to be like Mike.
Another Classic -
One other award here for "Best conversation": While Snoop was performing to a mostly black crowd of raucous fans in Houston, we were trying to figure out what the exact racial, social and musical opposite of that moment would have been ... finally narrowing it down to either a Bryan Adams concert in Edmonton, Canada, or a Bon Jovi concert in Hackensack, N.J.
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