Remember when the NBA had a reliable stable of guys who looked like they didn’t belong? The gangly, balding dudes who are your nemesis at the YMCA? You know, they don’t really have much game but they’ve got some goofy up-and-under move that you can never stop and they always seem to find every loose ball even though they’re about as agile as Stephen Hawking.
Luckily, there’s still one guy carrying that torch in the NBA, complete with the dual knee braces and everything. That’s right, according to the brilliant NBA blog THE BLOWTORCH, your Dad is playing for the Minnesota Timberwolves.