
It hasn't even been 24 hours since The Horace Grant Halftime Report Twitter debut and I keep finding myself in interesting situations. Last night, it was the 3 a.m. conversation with Chad Johnson. Today, it was a private message from ex-Orlando Magic sharpshooter Dennis Scott. Apparently, Dennis mistook me for his former teammate Horace Grant. I don't know how this is even possible. I mean, my username is @HoraceGrant. How is that confusing?

Anyway, Dennis sends me (or to him, Horace Grant) this message telling me to call in to 790TheZone in the ATL. So, I did what anyone else would do. I picked up the phone. A younger guy answered to screen the calls as Dennis was on the air and I told him that I am calling from The Horace Grant Halftime Report to discuss the NBA Finals at Dennis Scott's request. The man puts me on hold for a few minutes and later comes back and asks if I am with ESPN. So, I did what anyone else would do. "Of course I am." The man assures me that I will be on the air after the commercial break. During this time, it is brought to my attention that I do not sound like Horace Grant. How could this be? I am a 23 year old, caucasian male from Western Kentucky. I should sound
exactly like 45 year-old, NBA legend Horace Grant. But I do not put up an argument and admit to Dennis that I was only calling in to embarass him (and his mistake) on the air and plug my website. Dennis gave me a very polite "take care" and now he refuses to answer my messages and phone calls. Where's the love 3Deezy? Nick Anderson and Scott Skiles would've taken me to lunch. Asshole.
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