Dear diary: More Chuck, less gimmicks
If you skipped Sunday's NBA All-Star Game, you really didn't miss that much. Being one of the last 20 NBA fans on the planet, I subject myself to the game every February, even though it defies just about everything I love about about basketball. Nothing worse than a bunch of stars who don't feel comfortable playing with one another, especially when they're lollygagging on defense, hoisting up bad 3s and doing crummy Magic Johnson imitations.
Hey, there's another botched three-on-one! Hey, ...
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