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You can get Mavs 111, Bulls 99 game coverage anywhere. Only here do you get extensive pregame coverage, featuring even more tids and bits from our study of the NBA's Anti-Cussing Policy:
ITEM: I'm asking DJ Mbenga about cussing. And I ask him if he swears in English or French. He is a Seinfeldian close talker, so I'm leaning way in for the answer, and he comes up with some dirty French words. He tells me about "Putain!'' (which means "F---!'') -- and he spells it for me. Then he tells me about "Merde!'' (which means "Sh--!''). But as he's cussing in assorted languages, and as I'm struggling to understand, he pauses to take my pen and my notepad. And he politely writes down the words. M-E-R-D-E.
ITEM: How did Dirk spent his free time before the game? Swinging by Lombardo's Custom Apparel in Addison, picking up five very expensive suits.
ITEM: First man on the floor was Greg Buckner, working on his shot with the help of assistant Popeye Jones. It was a warmup before the warmup before the game, and the man was working up an intense sweat.
ITEM: "It's not humanly possible to never swear,'' says Buck. "Even the most God-fearing person cusses.''
Or so you'd think. Buck, meet Del Harris, who believes the new rules "are good for the game. While you cannot take the emotional element out of the game, some restrictions are overdue. In the last few years, it's gotten out of hand, 80 percent of calls being protested, four guys jumping up off the bench to complain. It's unneccessary.''
But, I say to the Mavs' veteran assistant, a deeply religious man, "You swear, don't you?''
"Not for a good number of years, I haven't,'' Harris says, calling over to the next cubicle, occupied by assistant Joe Prunty. "Hey, Joe, have you ever heard me swear?''
"I never have,'' Prunty says.
I find this rather astounding. I push.
"Fish, I'm not saying I don't sin,'' Harris says. "But I prefer not to swear. Now, I might think of it occasionally, but it's a choice. And I choose not to say it.''
ITEM: Outside of Del Harris, which Mav cusses the least? My informal survey gives the nod to Austin Croshere. I tell Devin that I might retire that trophy and call it "The Shawn Bradley Memorial Non-Cusser,'' and he corrects me. "No, don't sell Shawn short,'' he says. The first time anyone ever sold a 7-6 guy short, by the way.
ITEM: Somebody asks DJ Mbenga when he's coming back. "A couple of days,'' he replies casually. Then he realizes there are reporters chronicling his casual answers. "Um, five days,'' he corrects, before concluding, "Um, I don't really know.''
ITEM: Mavs radio voice Chuck Cooperstein notes that the new ball quite obviously bounces off the rim with less vigor, and theorizes that that's why shooting percentages are up.
ITEM: In front of Erick Dampier's locker is a set of fancy new luggage. The bags are even personalized, each stitched with the initials "ED.'' "Very nice of somebody to do that for me,'' says Morning News beat writer Eddie Sefko.''
ITEM: Devin Harris' favorite cuss word? "F---,'' he says. "I'm not very creative in that area.''
ITEM: Say this for Laura Green's work as the "third person in the booth'' on Mavs TV telecasts: She works hard at this job. As near as I can tell, she's the only female analyst in the NBA, and she's putting in the time -- lots of interviews, film study, the whole deal -- to make it go.
ITEM: I would eventually study the first quarter of the Bulls-Mavs game from a third-row floor seat and discover that cussing is apparently out of vogue. But I was relieved to find the old-schoolers still finding a way to work a little blue. Before the game, Bulls broadcasters Bill Wennington and Tom Dore approach classy Mavs telecaster Bob Ortegel and tell him, "We have something for you.''
Ortegel is just a little bit excited as Wennington and Dore spring their third-grave-level joke on him.
They both flip him off.