Hoop-De-Do
June, 1988
One of the saddest things for me to come to grips with is that some of my best friends like pro basketball.They don't like pro basketball so much that they would actually go to an N.B.A. game in person. They would no longer be my friends if they did that.But the mere fact that they occasionally flip around on TV and watch parts of N.B.A. games has always bewildered me, because I know how meaningless those games are, at least for the first 29 months of the season.All any of my friends have ever b...
