I'd be lying if I purported to be best friends with McCallum, but he sure seems like good people to me.
We met one time at a playoff game last May, then found ourselves in line for the same Southwest Airlines flight the next day. He was in business class, so he was able to board before me. He saved me a seat, without me asking, and proceeded to shoot the breeze with me the entire trip home.
Usually, I hate talking to my neighbors on airline flights, but this was different. In no small part because "Seven Seconds or Less" was the first book I bought when I got the NBA beat. Of course, I didn't tell him that.
Here was a "Titan of NBA writing" basically bending the ear of a rookie and making him feel accepted into the fraternity, really for no reason. He probably doesn't remember that flight, but I always will.