Getting scolded by el pres via email is somehow 500x worse than getting scolded by any other boss in real life. Can’t explain why. Yes, maybe I did go to the game and partied my ass off too hard afterwards…but there’s a reason for this. THE SIXERS JUST BEAT THE CELTICS’ ASSES UP AND DOWN BROAD STREET TONIGHT. ¬†Fucking Iverson was there. ¬†It was one of the most beautiful sporting events in recent memory. ¬†So instead of running home to throw up 3 sentences I had a ball in the parking lot with a couple hundred of my closest Philly peoples. My apologies to the Stoolies for leaving you hanging. Won’t happen again. ¬†Analysis tomorrow morning. If I still have any guns left in my bullets.

SIXERS IN SEVEN, MOTHERFUCKERS.

GOODNIGHT, PHILLY!