Every year, the lull that takes place between the end of one basketball season and the start of the next is heart wrenchingly slow. It’s weird that at the height of summer, when people are their most active and sports …

Game 1 is almost here, so that means I have less than 48 hours to convince a friend who has tickets that he is gay, that we are soulmates, and that he must, he MUST, take me with him to Staples Center. This is more tha…