Telling you to go full throttle on Marvin Williams is like telling you to go rent “Charlie’s Angels 2: Full Throttle” on Netflix. Both are stuff from the mid-2000s, both will excite you for a second but ultimately leave you feeling shallow and empty for even that momentary excitement, and both leave one wishing it had more Bill Murray.

Please, blog, may I have some more?

I’ll mention Jordan Crawford a bit later. Like 105 words from now. Depending on the size of your browser, you can probably see his name below. If you’re reading on an iPhone, maybe not. If you’re reading on a Blackberry, I’m pretty sure your law firm would be pissed if they knew you were reading Razzball during deliberations, Poindexter.

Please, blog, may I have some more?