Oh, your city doesn't look like this at night? Suck it, Cleveland.
Sometimes I will tell a friend how February and March are my least favorite months of the year because there are no professional sports to watch. They will say, “but what about the NHL?” And we will both laugh and laugh and laugh.
After a few minutes of convulsive laughter, though, we pick ourselves up off the floor and they will follow up:
Friend: Seriously, what about professional basketball?
Me: I don’t think the WNBA season starts until September. Or maybe that’s the Curling Premier League.
Friend: No, I mean men’s professional basketball.
Me: I don’t know what cable package you have, but mine definitely doesn’t include the Italian-Serbian All Stars League.
Friend: No, the NBA.
Me: Who?
