Ron, we on the same team. You don't have to guard me anymore.Knees bent. See the ball. On the line, up the line.
Ron, did you hear me? Stop guarding me.
I miss you, Michael. I miss you so much.
Stephen Jackson is under the basket shooting a layup right now.
I'ma boil me some boot stew. For reals.
Wonderful. They just scored because you're guarding me.
Love being a Laker so much. Sup, Kobe? You say something?
