Every week, John Salley, onetime Bad Boy and currently the arachnoid half of the Spider and the Henchman podcast, will regale us with an amusing and occasionally salacious story from his playing days. Today: getting your spot blown up by Dennis Rodman
So, I'm brand new in the league and I had this lady who was teaching me everything she knew. It was like Bull Durham. She was 10 years older than me, and she was teaching about life in the league.
Now, I'm a dude. I don't care if they're skinny, if they're fat, or if you think they're ugly, I'm a dude. I like the best part of a woman: her mind. I like when she's mine and I like when she's giving me brain. [Ed. note: Oh, John.]
So this is the deal: I'm staying at the Holiday Inn on Telegraph, and that's because I don't have an apartment. It's Sept. 23; training camp is starting in October; and the Pistons don't care that I haven't found a place yet. Don't do anything, just live in a hotel until you find out you aren't getting traded. That's when you should stay.
Now, the lady who's teaching about the league, she's down in Atlanta. I meet this black Korean chick, and she's a sexual dynamo, though I find out later that she's on cocaine. So I walk through the hotel with this smoking chick, and remember that this is before cellphones, and you get your messages from the front desk. I'm walking through the hotel with this girl and I see her. "Susan Sarandon" is waiting for me in the hotel.
Dennis Rodman and Tony Campbell are in the lobby, too, and, sure enough, they're talking to her. I go up to them, and I'm like, "Sup, fellas," and I don't speak to her.
She taught me, "Do not do drop-ins." You can't have a girl go, "Surprise," because then you're like, "Guess what? Surprise, I didn't know you were here." So she looks at me and smiles, but I'm with this other girl, and I pretend that I don't know this girl, and when I look back, "Susan Sarandon" is upset.
What does D-Rod do? He decides to tell her about every girl I was kickin' it with, even this chick I was kickin' it with in Hawaii when we were doing our Hawaii thing. Dennis is just telling her my business. Rodman is just dropping these dimes, thinking this chick will get the picture.
This chick thinks she's here to stay in my hotel room, and she's already taught me "Don't do drop-ins." Well, I'm not talking. I'm not answering my phone in the hotel, nothing. She has nowhere to stay, so she has to be nice to Dennis Rodman.
Dennis gets her in the room, but she's got game — she's not giving him any. She's like, "I'll stay in your room until I get situated." But she winds up staying and listening and getting all the information from him, and she winds up leaving me a note: "Listen, I shouldn't have dropped in on you, get rid of baby girl and you know how I am." [Ed. note: Salley's slightly leering tone here leads one to believe she meant "how I am in the sack."]
That's better put. So I'm like, "All right, baby girl, I'm gonna drop you off back at the crib." I drop her off, and I come back, and I'm like, "A'ight, coast is clear."
She comes in and tells me everything Dennis said. In fact, she told Dennis: "I'm gonna tell Spider everything you said. That's not how you get down."
So we get down, and she tells me: "Watch that kid. He's on your team, but he's not your friend."
And that's how I learned Dennis Rodman is a dime dropper.