I like the engagement-ring corollary for all sports reporting. If a friend calls me and says “I’m engaged,” I always want to know if they actually got the ring. Give her the ring, you’re engaged. If not, “Let’s get married” may have been something thrown out there during a drunken dinner, right after sex, during a makeup session after an argument … who the hell knows? I want to see that ring. Once you get the ring, there’s no going back. You’re locked in. You can get out, but it’s almost impossible, and even worse, you might have a one-carat diamond whipped at you at 65 miles an hour.
Bill Simmons: Countdown to the LeBron James decision - ESPN
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