Apparently Rock had spent the night trying to appoint NFL players to the Pro Bowl but was confused throughout the process.
And there was even more involved.
He climbed from his front bedroom bed shortly after dawn and heard, as he used the bathroom, an old, retired linebacker named Harry Carson, the Pro Football Hall of Famer and former Giant, complain that a story Rock had written said Carson played in the 1960 Pro Bowl. Carson's first season in the pros was 1976.
Rock put his hands up, walked back to his bedroom and told Carson not to worry, he'd fix things but not until after he got these fucking Pro Bowl rosters settled, the ones he was working on right now. Carson held up a sweatshirt with his name and number and 1960 printed across its front. "We'll take of take care of that, man." Rock was frustrated and still baffled. "Just be patient. I'm telling you, right now I got other things to do."
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