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I was wrong about this. Both of the other ones were way better. Overall, I'm partial to SuperNova.

With my last pick, I wanted a big combo guard that can shoot the three and won't hurt you on defense. I think this guy fits that bill nicely. Joe Johnson Can also play the 3 if needed. 16.6 points (nearly 22 a game since joining the Hawks), 4.2 rebounds, 4.2 assists, .377 3PT% 2-time All-Star Another very durable player, playing all 82 games 5 of the last 6 seasons, and averaging over 40 minutes per game throughout the last 5.

In addition to getting Oden back, Rudy Fernandez, the Blazers' other first-rounder in 2007, announced today he is coming to play for them, this from ESPN.

OK, let's try this again.

Yeah, if you sprain something, it may swell up on you in the days following and cause you to miss some time, but guys re-enter games all the time after spraining ankles and knees.

I think it's funny that the Lakers are suddenly being called for all their over-the-back stuff that was never getting called against the Spurs. Just dropped in to say that.

We're going to try an AIM chat tonight for the Finals. We'll probably start sometime around 8-8:30 ET. If anyone wants an invite, shoot me an IM at Alfdogg765, or send me a PM here with your SN. The room will be tsmnbafinals.

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I had the Raspberry Citrus MD the other day. It wasn't very good. I can't imagine the other two flavors being better.

Flip is out, per ESPN.

Nice run of picks there. Theus was a guy I'd been considering with my final pick. I actually was going to take Josh Smith with the pick I used on Prince, but went with Prince because he's a better shooter and less TO/foul prone.

OK, that's 12. Clifford Robinson, PF/C 14.2 points (19,594, 35th all-time), 4.6 rebounds, 2.2 assists, one steal, one block, .356 3PT% 1992-93 NBA Sixth Man of the Year 2-time All-Defense 2nd team (2000, 2002) 1-time All-Star (1994) Good for 20 ppg and 6+ rebounds in his prime, along with a block or two and a steal or two. Three point assassin, and solid post defender right up until his retirement. His defense on Jermaine O'Neal was a huge factor in the Nets/Pacers series a couple years ago. Very durable player, not missing a game in his first five seasons, and played

I'm kind of in the same boat as Agent in the whole MD vs Coke story. From 16 to about 22/3, I was a big Mountain Dew drinker, then at some point I just started drinking cola more. Not sure what caused the change, but ever since I've been primarily a Coke/Pepsi drinker. I do still drink Dew from time-to-time, though, especially Live Wire. And Tahitian Treat, when I can find it.

Where Midwest mods happen.

OK, disregard my post. I thought KC was doing that match for last week.

OK cabbageboy, we get it, you don't like the Spurs or Pistons. Shut the fuck up. I'm sticking with Lakers in 6, but I'm less confident about that pick than I was prior to the Boston-Detroit series.

Well, either way, it's been over 12 hours.

I remember seeing one of the guys from PG-13 on Springer once.

Guys, remember to PM the next person after you've made your pick.

In my freshman year, we had three high schools in the area. The one I went to, Madison Heights, as well as Anderson and Highland. Anderson High School was closing, so they were going to move half the students into MH, half into Highland, and rename MH into Anderson. So, we had a big festival at the end of the year, with food and games and shit. There was one moment in French class where the teacher told us that sac à dos was the term for backpack, then asked how many of us had one. After those that did raised their hands, a black kid blurted out "bitch, you ain't got no sac à dos!" which caused the class to explode in laughter. Also, a canoe trip at some point. That's about it. Sophomore year, I got suspended for cussing out another staff member, and got sucker punched by some guy I had pushed into a table after he continually threw wads of paper at me. The guy probably would have kicked my ass, but for some reason he decided not to stick around. My geometry teacher liked to throw erasers at people she caught sleeping in her class. One of my friends was arrested for punching a teacher. That's about it, I guess...I figured I'd have a better memory of high school than this. Junior year, I got my first job, my driver's license, and my first car, which I wrecked twice in the span of three months. On the last week of school, one of my study hall teachers (I had two study halls in the second semester after dropping physics) who didn't like me for reasons I can't be bothered to remember told us we could bring drinks in on the last day. So I bring a drink, and he tells me I can't have it, saying he would write me up if I didn't give it to him. I opted to keep the drink, and spent the rest of the period in ISD. I attended summer school for the first time between these two years after failing English second semester. Senior year, I earned my only athletic letter for throwing discus & shot put. I wish I had tried to do it in prior years, because I had a blast. I would often skip Government class, partly because it came right after my Cadet Teaching period and I was traveling from another school, and partly because my teacher was a prick. Ironically, I ended up having to attend on Senior Skip Day to earn extra credit and avoid failing the class. There were a couple memorable moments at the senior prom, one of which was three guys bringing the room to a standstill by doing N*SYNC's "Bye Bye Bye" dance along to the song, and the entire ballroom singing along to "Forgot About Dre." Overall, the first three years pretty much sucked, but I have plenty of positive memories from my senior year, enough to say I kind of miss high school.

Like most of you, middle school sucked for me, and I'm thankful it was only two years. Seventh grade was easily the worst year of all of school for me. I was suspended three times in the first semester, twice for fighting and once for calling my reading teacher a dumb bitch. I was on the football team, but it was a pretty horrible experience and I never tried it again. My CO2 car went undefeated in the races in Industrial Arts, but since I didn't have the fastest overall time I didn't get the automatic A for winning. Bullshit. In eighth grade, I joined the band, for the free trip to Kings' Island at the end of the year. I played the bass clarinet, and was in a class with all seventh-grade girls. I was a prominent member of the chess team, placing third in the school tourney, second in the city and seventh in the county, and played in the state finals on the B-team, first board. My Industrial Arts teacher was a drunken asshole who was busted by a student with vodka in his mug, which he claimed was "coffee." He sent me in the hall once for sliding across the sawdust-covered floor. He was fired the following year for either hitting a student or throwing a block of wood at one, I can't remember which. I've heard both stories. I skipped class for the first time, successfully, but was later ratted out by someone who overheard me discussing it with a friend. I was given a Saturday detention, and I kicked his ass following the eighth-grade dance. It's the only time I was ever caught skipping. Anyway, the only times I ever went back to that hell hole was for the yearly county chess tournaments, and driving my brother to-and-from.

Late to the party with these threads. Went to three different kindergartens as my dad couldn't keep a job, starting and finishing in Anderson. In between, me and my mom stayed with her parents in Boyceville, Wisconsin for a while as he looked around, which was a nice getaway as my first K-teacher was a hideous cunt. My brother was born while we were up there. My only real memory of kindergarten was getting my head stuck in a tire at recess once. Changed schools again for first and second grade, living in Honey Creek and attending nearby Sulphur Springs. I was constantly in the office for hitting/kicking/kneedropping other kids, but other than that it was good times. On hot days, they sold Flintstone Push-ups at recess for a dime apiece. Milli Vanilli and NKOTB were on constant rotation on the bus. One day, I got the "bright" idea of hiding from the bus and attempting to walk to school, which was pretty stupid since it was about a 5-mile walk, half of which was on US 36. I think the bus came back and got me eventually. I lost my two front teeth while attempting to throw a brick over the clothesline outside. Not sure what prompted this. Two embarassing haircuts, the first was a Batman logo on the side of my head, the second was the buzzers screwing up and requiring that all my hair get buzzed off. One of my best friends down the street had an abandoned school bus in his backyard, which I thought was the coolest thing ever for some reason. Our house was a total piece of shit, and I was forced to sleep in the living room because the ceiling in my bedroom was leaking. The next person who moved in burned it down after leaving the stove on as he was out. Moved back to Anderson a week after second grade ended, and have lived here ever since. I was pretty pissed about the move for some time, but eventually got over it. Although, I do still sometimes think how it would have been had I stayed at Shenandoah. In third grade, some guy from Denmark came in and brought some turtle meat. That's honestly the only notable moment from third grade that comes to mind right now, aside from learning how to ride a bike. Won the school spelling bee in fourth grade, against all fifth and sixth-graders. In fifth grade, I got paddled for the first time, for throwing a kickball in the classroom. Also lost three recesses for kneeing a kid in the back and rendering him motionless for several minutes (with the kid's girlfriend being the one allowed to choose the punishment, real objective there), and four recesses for calling a lice-ridden female student a "fleabag". We must have watched Charlotte's Web at least once a month in fifth grade...I think I've watched it maybe once or twice since as a result. Sixth grade was undoubtedly the best year, the highlight being the field trip to Chicago. Went to Sears' Tower, had some fucking Chicago-style pizza, rode Lake Michigan, played NBA Jam on a 72-inch screen (I can't remember what this place was called, it's right on my tongue...I *think* it's called North Pier), and Rock 'N' Roll McDonald's. We would always wrestle at recess, which in one instance resulted in a broken wrist, forcing me to miss the first half of the little league season. Also competed in another regional spelling bee in sixth grade. I was the king of Number/Fraction Munchers and Spellevator in my school. Our graduation songs were Lean on Me by Bill Withers and Hero by Mariah Carey. Also, I won the cake walk every single year at the school carnival.

It would've been kinda neat to see Manny hold out a couple weeks until the Reds/Sox series, just for the possibility of two guys going for 600 and 500 in the same ballpark at the same time.