As real as contract negotiations and book balancing has gotten in manager modes, we've yet to encounter anything as rib-tickling as NBA guard/forward Latrell Sprewell, who, in 2004, called a Minnesota Timberwolves three-year contract offer reportedly worth between $27 million and $30 million ''insulting," and argued, "I got my family to feed.'' Banks subsequently foreclosed on his two homes and feds repossessed his yacht after he failed to make payments on them, so apparently his family was eating tens of thousands of dollars a month.

Just once we'd like to get a contract renegotiation e-mail or text from an agent or player complaining that they need an extension because "this yacht money is running out, and the jumpoffs are about to jump ship!"