NBA referees are taking a lot of heat lately.
   
That's good.
   
That's bad.
   
That's life.
   
Pat Riley fires up the blowtorch, saying the refs all hate him, they never give him or his team a break, they blow their whistles and their calls, wielding personal grudges against him like banana knives harvesting bundles of fruit. Night after night after night. And he just can't take it anymore.
   
When did you get so paranoid, Pat?

When they started plotting against me. =