The Boris Diaw Time Show (3/12)

Breaking down the Percy Harvin and Anquan Boldin trades.


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The Boris Diaw Time Show (3/8)

NFL Free Agency preview


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NFL Free Agency 2013: Beware the Wide Receivers

To all the NFL teams anxiously awaiting the moment they are (legally) allowed to drive a truck full of money to the houses of Greg Jennings, Wes Welker, Mike Wallace, and perhaps even Danny Amendola:

Stop. Breathe. Sit. Think.

All four are terrific football players who would certainly be a wonderful addition, but what do you want to bet the market gets a bit out of hand for at least a couple of those guys? Especially after Dwayne Bowe set a standard, of sort, with the 5yr $56M deal he signed with Kansas City! Already, there are indications Mike Wallace is viewing Bowe’s deal as a “starting point” for his negotiations, and that Greg Jennings is seeking to at least match Bowe’s new annual average.

Again, they’re good football players, and in a vacuum, you’d love to have them on your team. But at those prices? Eh, I’m not so sure.

The Boris Diaw Time Show (3/6)

Jon and Laney try to make sense of a chaotic college basketball landscape.


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NFL Free Agency 2013: Where are the Quarterbacks?

Every now and then I get an uncontrollable craving for the sugary, heavily caffeinated goodness that is Amp Energy drink. And by “every now and then” I really mean several times a week. When these urges hit, there’s very little I can do to fight it, making the acquisition of said drink the highest priority. It would happen to be my good fortune to live less than two miles from a rather large and well stocked Speedway. I say ‘well stocked’ because, for the most part, they always have what I’m looking for. But once every few months, when my unfortunate physical dependence on Amp is at its peak, they don’t have any. None. Completely out.

As you can imagine, this is demoralizing to me. Seeing the empty space where dozens of Amps are supposed to be lined up is like tearing open a promising-looking Christmas present, only to reveal the ugliest cardigan you’ve ever seen in your life. Sheer disappointment. Borderline devastation.