A well-meaning critic of mine once told me that I didn’t have to write about something every single day.
Well, he was wrong.
We’re the RCP, man, and we love both the Blazers and stories about the Blazers.
Or stories about people who were Blazers but aren’t anymore.
Stories that morph into a sweet sorta nostalgia about that player’s dad are especially excellent.
So here is one especially for you, dear well-meaning critic. Tell me your life isn’t made better by the information I’m about to impart.