Wow, I had a strange dream last night.
You know how when Derrick White comes off the high pick and roll, he keeps the defender on his hip, steadily navigates his way to the hoop, keeping both his own man and the big defender on a string? In my dream, for the first time in my life, I was able to do that. (Side note: The guy covering me in the dream looked like Abraham Lincoln, except without a black stovepipe hat – just a headband. Which looked ridiculous.)
So I come off the dream high post screen, totally in control, dribbling the ball, and then, just as I was about to pass the ball back to the big guy at the free throw line for a jump shot, my phone rang.