He could go the petty rout and plot his revenge on Patrick Beverley (his knee won't cap on its own) but you know he's got his eye on a guest spot on any red carpet. E! could use a metro who turns his nose up at a t-shirt and jeans and instead dons a bold number like that up top. It'll look good on the resume when the basketball thing plays out. Screw NBA Countdown, Joan Rivers is knocking on the Grim Reaper's door and those pointless PR inspired interviews aren't heading anywhere. Also look for him to make a statement at ESPN's "Stupidest Programming Yet," also known as, the ESPYs.