
A few weeks ago, I was working on a piece for the New York Times about the Miami Heat win streak. Odds are, it wouldn't have run, but the thought of finally cracking the Times code and seeing my byline in the paper of record made my head spin.
Carlos Boozer had to go and ruin everything. Couldn't be Derek Rose, or even Joakim Noah, had to be the guy that once went to landlord mattresses against Prince.
BOOZER! (Props to Leol Dang, though. That dude is legit.)
Here's the annotated version, complete with Ft. Greene's neighborhood drug dealer offering me cocaine as a consolation.







