By Buddy Siegal
didn't realize until reading Barry's sad remembrance here that,
"I Have A Dream" was the actual slogan of the ball team in question.
Had I known that, of course, things would have been much different.
To wit: I would have carved him a new bunghole for not determining
who was responsible for adopting King's words as a rallying cry
for a junior college basketball team in the first place and humiliating
them properly in his story. Still, it heartens me to know that
my ability to make underlings feel like shit has decades-long
the way, I used to call Barry "Barry The Baptist" because his
name was Barry and he was a Baptist. He remains to this day the
only Italian Baptist with a Jewish name I've ever met, which continues
to bring me great joy well into middle age.