You know, I’ve got a thing for 17. It’s a solid number. Every time I stroll past an open roulette table, you’ll catch me betting on black 17. There’s something about it, something electric. And when it hits? Well, there’s a couple of stories that come with it.
Why 17, though? Maybe it’s because it’s the 17th day of the month I was born, and hey, it’s also the day the greatest basketball player to ever walk this earth — one Michael Jeffrey Jordan — came into the world. So yeah, 17. Good number. Hell, a great number.