Quite natually, I'd love to talk about it. I was a little tired that game because I like to rest up right before the playoffs to some degree. Understand that Scottie, in those days, would not like to play in the playoffs so it was incumbent upon myself to drag that team to the Championships. I remember Danny Schayes was being a little bitch that game because I would refer to him as the "the skinny white turnstile" and "coatrack", in that nature. It bothered him.
I was upset that Phil wasn't getting Good News in the game more. Good News wanted in and I told him to let Phil know. YOU TELL HIM!! I said. I told Phil, "Get Good News in there. If you don't want to drive this Rolls, then get the fuck out the way and let me do it as is the custom." That was how I conversed on the court in those days, you understand. Good News was the only one that cared at that time. Scottie and Horace were over there passing notes to each other, Cartwright was shaving badly, and Pax was reading or something, I don't know.
Anyway, I took care of business in this game as I tended to do in those days and every day before and after it. I saw Danny Schayes last night, for coincidental purposes. I hung my coat on him when I went into Gibson's!!!
YOU TELL HIM!!
YOU TELL DANNY SCHAYES I SAID IT!!! YOU TELL HIM IF ANYONE CAN FIND HIM!!!
