Kenneth, what is the frequency?
A. No more Ralph mentions.
B. Limit Vegas trips.
C. Steve Kerr is always a guest.
D-E. Maintain the bald doo because it makes me look cool.
F. Even though I knew Ralph was a goner months before, I still did the fake gasps. (Whoa Nellie!)
G. Thought Lieberman was dead three years ago...sorta like my career at ESPN.
H. "I phucking tweeted back Lieberman??!!
I. It could be worse: At least I'm not Byrnesie.
J. I have to work five days now.
K. Then again, my MMA fetish gets more play.
L. Another 5000 Arizona mentions.
M. Hey Alameda! I'm bigger than Ratto!
N. Sure, I can't interview worth a shit, but I do love my pop tarts!
O. If I got paid by the "Allright...comin' up" shit I say 63,000 times I could pay off the house.
P. I'm trying to be DeadSpin but all I really am is ESPN-lite.
Q. Hey Ralph, this gig is so much easier without you.
R. I don't do the horses but I pretend I do. (Call Sam Spear)
S. I sure as hell don't know a damn thing about hockey. (Go Sharks!) Wait, that was the other guy's line.
T. Lute is my God next to Kerr.
U. I'm a wacky ex-jock White boy--(prerequisite for KNBR hiring)
V. Yo, interns, roll call: write shit to Lieberman.
W. "I thought you died three years ago", but I still read you every day and tweeted.
X. Screw David Stern.
Y. Yeah, I stole money from the Warriors and all I ever got was a house in Alameda and Nellie phoners.
Z. White girls rule, dude!
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