We can’t be the blackest show in the city without NBA talk. There was a trade! Melo went to the Thunder. Matt says the Knicks are the Wellston of the NBA. DWade is leaving Chicago and probably just ends up with the Cavs, even though Travis thinks it’s San Antonio. Is James Andrews going to pass the torch to another doctor? Dr. Whitener says the way you cure your knee is to rub some tussin on it. We really need the Rams to continue to be terrible. Beating the 49ers doesn’t mean Goff has arrived, certainly. Kanye is putting on some weight and Travis thinks the album is gonna be great. Sympathy weight happens in pregnancy and Kylie is pregnant. Not sayin, but just sayin. If you could hug any TV person, who would it be? Jeff says Julius Hunter, Travis says Sam Ponder, Matt says Chris Berman. Travis and Matt had never heard the You’re With Me, Leather story. We’re apparently actually breaking down WWE today. Lots of shows tell on you for being in a relationship. All dance shows, Gilmore Girls are warning signs. Matt doesn’t like having to read all the complicated names at football games. Darren Sproles got crushed and broken on the same play. Everyone loves cheap booze and the bottom shelf tour is a great way to drink a bunch of it. Travis and Matt want to bring the NBA back to St. Louis and Jeff doesn’t know the difference between Bob Cousy and Bob Petit. Fair……….or foul!