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I don't really get Twitter. It's like a text message, but with no excuse for being curt and strangulated. You have an entire keyboard in front you, for heaven's sake. Plus, how many people's second-to-second updates/thoughts/blurts interest me in the least? At least Tumblr sends traffic my way.
Some people have asked who we'd rather play in the next round. It's too early to worry about that. We have 2 get a w tomorrow. 08:58 PM May 13, 2008And the most chilling utterance, for those in the media business:
In LA. Keeping an eye on the Spurs and Hornets game. Won't make a prediction because they are both great teams. 07:59 PM May 13, 2008
So when I was asked what it will take to win tomorrow night, I said Score More Points. 04:00 PM May 13, 2008
That game. What can I say about it? I'm so proud of what we did. See you all on Friday. 02:32 PM May 12, 2008
People don't understand that it gets frustrating to get the same question everyday from reporters. 02:28 PM May 13, 2008There it is. This little device packs about twice the honesty and ten times the convenience for everyone involved when it comes to the reporter/athlete interaction. From now on, they should screen you at the door. If your questions aren't bulls***, and/or you have a good, conversational rapport with the guys, you get into the locker room. But for the dozens standing around looking for the exact same rote articulation of the obvious, Twitter's here to bring a better day. For everyone involved in this thankless ritual.
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