NEW YORK — A casual acquaintance e-mailed me a couple days ago to complain about the Eastern Conference playoff mismatches, as if I had something to do with the short supply of competition.
"I was forced to watch hockey and baseball last night to keep myself awake," harrumphed the grumpy middle-aged man. "Finally, I just shut the TV off and played chess with my 6-year-old daughter. Much more exciting.
"Wake me when LeBron and Kobe kiss at midcourt. They're surrounded by teammates aren't they, Mr. Stern?