It seems you’re responding to implications and not what I actually said. You put a lot of thought into my laugh, which I guess is flattering.
I’m well aware of your journalistic credentials. I interned at The Inquirer when you were a columnist. I often tell young people that you became what you became because you were one of the best NBA writers in the country.
Draymond and I had a broad journalistic discussion about the relationship between players and reporters, where I used myself as an example of how doing daily television kept me at a distance from the people I was actually discussing. I didn’t mention you. I honestly wasn’t even thinking about you. That discussion wasn’t about you at all.
I didn’t say I’d been in more locker rooms than you and never implied that. You swinging at ghosts, my guy. I don’t have a problem with you. If I did, I’d tell you to your face.
For him to be a HBCU graduate, the shit that you say on your show just defeats who and what you’ve been claiming to represent. It’s disgusting actually.