From the moment the universe was gifted with my birth at approximately 4 p.m. on October 16th, 1981 until right around 6:30 p.m. on January 29th, 2018, I might’ve uttered or typed the words “Blake” and “Griffin” a couple dozen times. Nothing personal against the big fella, but the only time Detroit would have to worry about the Los Angeles Clippers would be in The NBA Finals so the joke just wrote itself.
I didn’t know much about him.
The basics were covered. I knew he was good at the dunking thing and, apparently, he’s supposed to be funny or something.