Zac mentioned in Leading Off this morning that his 6-year-old son asked last night, while watching the Mavs drum the Nuggets, “Can the mayor play basketball?” I thought it was a great question and sent it along to the mayor’s chief of staff, who was less than helpful. (He replied: “It must be a slow news day.”)
Well, as luck would have it, I just ran into Mayor Leppert at the World Affairs Council luncheon, whereat Michael Lewis will speak shortly. So I asked the mayor myself.
He said he’s “pretty good.” I asked if he played in high school, college, what? He said no and that his job doesn’t allow him the time to play much at all these days.
I said, “So ‘pretty good’ is the official response?”
He said, “Let’s put it this way: I could take you one on one. I don’t see a problem there.” And he patted me on my hip — not quite a butt pat, but close — in a way that told me I would be stupid to challenge him to a game of one on one.
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We need to fund this. Make it happen.
his giant hands give him a distinct advantage
@ Zac
It’s a good idea on paper that would likely end with Tim calling a very questionable foul on the mayor. The foul hich would likley lead the son of Tim to enter into a violent parent instructed rage and hit the mayor in the stomach.
You know I’m up for this, Zac. The mayor, of course, will claim he’s too busy. Which is probably a good thing for me. But I’d play him. Anywhere, anytime.
He could palm the crap out of the ball.
If you beat the Mayor at basketball, Tim, you are against the City of Dallas.
You have a quick first step, Tim. He has the ability to step around the truth. You play dirty, Tim. The mayor plays dirty, too. You are not a team player, Tim. He is the team. You, Tim, have a 4 leaf clover tattooed on your ankle. The mayor is leaving a mark on the city of Dallas that can’t be removed.
Advantage Zac.
@davelittle: You miss my moves, don’t you, Dave? And, I suspect, my locker-room banter. But it ain’t a four-leaf clover. That you’d get that wrong hurts me. I bet you don’t even remember the color of my eyes.
My jaw, which was once almost broken by a Tim Rogers shoulder (yes, my jaw is at shoulder height, no short jokes Dave), can attest to Tim’s physicality. I want to see this happen — even though I bet Tim will chicken out, go to the 3pt line with his high-arching shot, and complain that the rim was too stiff to accommodate his game.
Either way, can I ref this epic showdown?
is it a shamrock? i always had to stare at your ankles as you loved to engage me while you were naked. And after hearing that you now own a mustache, i am glad you moved offices downtown as you certainly fit in at the Y.
@AK: There are others who can attest to my physicality. Past lovers come to mind. So do several theater audiences. I killed in “Streetcar.” In any case, thanks for the comment. Shorty.
I have faith you can take him Tim. It might be in your best interest to make him look good though.