Sorry bout dat e'rbody

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Earlier this year I emailed Billy Hunter & Derek Fisher telling them that David Stern had called them some bad names. I also emailed David Stern to tell him that Billy & Derek had also called him naughty names. I did this so that there would be no NBA season and thereby eliminating the temptation to watch Blazer games instead of doing homework.

I'm glad to get this off my chest, as this is the first I've spoken about it. I would like to apologize, as I know it was a selfish move on my part, but I felt it was what I had to do.

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