Take that Ray Ray!

Ray Allen is not only a viable MVP candidate in a contract year; he's also, unbeknownst to him, embroiled in my two favorite long-term NBA rivalries. Besides the FBP stakes hinted at last weekend (act like you know!), there's his battle with C-Webb for "most respectable art collection belonging to a basketball player." I'm inclined to give Allen the benefit of the doubt, except for the fact that he takes paintings from strangers who show up at his hotel and likes to use them as metaphors for teamwork. Webber may play it safe—the Webber collection, on display in Sac-town for BHM, is mostly historical artifacts. But if you dig around the Crocker site a little more, you'll find that Webber also plans to purchase a new work--chosen by museum patrons--to donate to the permanent collection. And that, my friends, is light years beyond accepting eager fans' burn offerings.

Ambassador of curatorial madness

If this was too earnest or high-toned, l need only remind you of my fascination with the National Stuttering Association. . .