By now, you've probably heard about the infamous encounter between Chris Webber and Grant Napear on Grant's radio show on Friday. If you didn't, here's a quick recap:
C-Webb babbled on for three minutes about how he has made it his one-man mission to save the Kings and was offended that someone would question his motives, all the while never answering Napear's question about an obvious misstatement made during TNT's Thursday night' broadcast against the Thunder. He then hung up.
Easily the most entertaining moment in the history of Grant Napear simply because:
A.) Grant barely spoke.
B.) Webber showed himself to be a total ass.
But did anyone know that Napear allegedly made a personal call to Webber off the air just minutes after his show ended.
Thanks to an inside source at the radio station, we have the alleged transcript of that call.
Grant: Yo, Chris...
Webber: Who's this?
Grant: It's me. Grant.
Grant: Don't hang up.
Webber: I game you the damn interview. What else do you want?
Grant: I just wanted--
Webber: To apologize?
Webber: I'm C-Webb, you know.
Grant: I know.
Webber: Don't freakin' question me. Tell me your sorry.
Grant: But I just wanted--
Webber: I love Sacramento. I once for a couple of minutes thought about living there after I finished playing. Thanks to me, people know where your damn-ass city even is.
Grant: Well that's not exactly true.
Webber: Damn straight it is. Why are you calling me? I have to go to a wardrobe check.
Grant: Look, I guess I might be a little sorry you felt--
Webber: That's right. Start sucking up, Grant. Like when you talk to Gavin and Joe. Never heard you ask them a tough question.
Grant: That's insulting.
Webber: Oh yeah, I forgot, you do berate your dumb-ass callers. Getting all New Yawk on them. Why does anybody listen to you?
Grant: I happen to be the top-rated radio sports host in Sacramento.
Webber: You're the only radio sports host in Sacramento.
Grant: I like you Chris.
Webber: Call me Mr. Webber.
Webber: You got wax in your ears?
Grant: This isn't fair. I was only asking you a simple question and then you--
Webber: You tell those broke-ass owners they should be bowing down and thanking me.
Grant: Thanking you?
Webber: When I talk, people listen. I'm C-Webb. C-Webb carries a lot of juice. C-Webb rules the roost.
Grant: Why are you talking about yourself in the third person?
Webber: What third person, ass? It's just me and you. It's just C-Webb and you. No third person.
Grant: I'm done.
Webber: Don't be angry, Grant.
Grant: This is unbelievable.
Webber: Tell the people of Sacramento I love them.
Grant: Go to hell.