Hi, my name is Dan Ragdlyf and I feel...

...cautiously optimistic about being Conan O'Brien's friend, which is pretty much an

attitude I take into every realm of life. So why should this be different?

Welcome to Conan O'Brien's friends. Great podcast lined up for you today. I like to think we always bring the goods.

We always bring what pictures call the high heat. You know, we don't throw junk. I don't throw knuckle balls.

High heat every time. Fast balls. 98 miles per hour on the radar.

As you can tell, I love that people who aren't jocks. Is this the high heat?

Yeah, what's happening? People who aren't jocks always use junk analogies because it's their way of

pretending they're jocks. That's my favorite thing. Did you want to be a jock? Oh God, I knew very early

on that that was not the life for me. The first time someone threw me a ball, I knew I need to find

something else quickly. I ran from the ball. They kept tossing to the ball and I would run from it

every time. You're just so tall. Like you would have been a good athlete. No, they're not. People always

said that when I was growing up. People always said, Hey, you're six four. You know, you must be

graded basketball. They're not related. Okay. You do need to have something called coordination.

And you also have to have the desire to put the ball into the basket. And I'm going to say I

had I have some coordination. But this is a true story. I used to play basketball with friends and

you know, not well, obviously, but I would play basketball with friends at this hoop that was near

our house in Brooklyn, Mass. And we would start playing. And I spent I talked the whole game. And I

would pretend to be different people who had backstories. And I remember so clearly my brother Luke

just dropping his head because he just couldn't take it anymore. I was like, okay, now this guy,

this guy was asked to leave the league for a while because he got really into black tar heroin.

And he was on the lamb for a while. He attacked a fan. And but now he's back. You know, his name is

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