I got the smartest dog in New York
City, Barkley The Basketball Dog,
and when I drink tequila he talks to
me.

We were watching the Knicks get
murdered by the Mavericks, and
when Eddy Curry shot a blooper
that didn't even reach the net I hit
myself in the head so hard that I
still have a dent in my skull.

Barkley, who was drinking beer,
said, "You are getting all worked
up over nothing.  The universe is
unfolding as it should."

"Go chew on a bone, ya' mutt!"

He continued, "You remember
when we watched "The Producers"
by Mel Brooks, where they
intentionally messed up to screw
their investors?  Well, this is the
same thing.  The Dolan family is
generating such a mess with the
Knicks that with all the bad
publicity, shareholders in
Cablevision will sell out cheap so
that the Dolans can buy up all the
stock at bargain basement prices
and take the company private.

"It's so obvious that people can't
see the forest for the trees.
(Fortunately, as a dog, I am an
expert at trees)  And the only ones
who are in the know, the
sportswriters and the media, have
all been bought off by the Dolans
with comp passes, big dinners,
vacation trips, cash, girls, you
name it.

"The only ones who have been left
out of this marvelous arrangement
are the suckers - I mean fans - who
are going to fill up the stands no
matter what."

I thought about what Barkley was
telling me and it made sense.  
"C'mon, Barkley," I said, lets go for
a walk.  I'll buy you a slice of pizza."

"I love pizza!"
BARKLEY THE BASKETBALL DOG
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