Clearly, Bryant needed to consult the fashion expertise of a more cosmopolitan player.
So I penned a quick note: “My dearest Kobe,” it read, “please consider Pau's advice when creating ensembles.”
I soon received a reply from the muslin-clad one:
“Spaniard, let me correct either your grammar or your morals. You address me, ‘My dearest Kobe.’ Am I to believe you have OTHER dear Kobes? I thought not. And now I must excuse myself to adjust my burnoose.”
Touché! And please to enjoy your adventures in the sands of Arabia.