Unfortunately my work schedule has made it hard for me to watch as much basketball as I’ve wanted and has thus hindered my ability to talk with Preston and Oleh about it. So while I haven’t seen every game in this Pelicans’ three game streak — working in a French Quarter bar during Mardi Gras — I have seen some shit. Therefore, it was great to get reunited with my couch and with them Bird Calls boys in my first time off in seemingly ever — I apologize in advance for my brain being mushier than oatmeal infused with belly-button lint.