Pistons posse writes new Canterbury tale

Detroit Pistons guard Allen Iverson had no comment about a firsthand account that his posse was making lots of noise at Shakopee's Canterbury Card Club.

Zach Sussman, president of Minneapolis' Zeus entertainmentinc.com, tells me he was at the club about 11:30 p.m. Tuesday when he noticed Iverson, power forward teammate "Rasheed Wallace and about six other members of the entourage" at "a three-card poker table in the casino games room. Sheed didn't wager, explaining to onlookers, I don't gamble, but he certainly had fun sipping [beverages] and jabbing at his friends and other players who weren't doing so hot. AI, on the other hand, had what we call 'rubber-band banks' in his pockets -- must have been around $50,000 (at least in one pocket) and he was getting beat up pretty hard at three-card poker."

Translation: The night before the Pistons beat the Timberwolves, AI may have lost money at the casino.

"After an hour or so, things started getting loud with Iverson and a buddy sharing a bizarre call and answer session," said Sussman, with whom I communicated via e-mail and telephone. Iverson was calling out, Where you from?, and his buddy was responding, South Side Chicaaaaagoooooo. This was LOUD. After about 10 minutes of this and everyone in the room yelling at them to shut up, the star-struck pit bosses finally went over and asked them to keep it down. The noise subsided and the group left without further incident," said Sussman.

I asked Mike Hochman, the club's table games director, to confirm the alleged celebrity sighting since he said he was not there at the time. Hochman doesn't work nights, but he said he'd pass my number to night-shift staffers and either they would return my call or he would. Neither happened.

My questions about these Canterbury tales were conveyed to the Pistons media person via Timberwolves spokesman Mike Cristaldi: "Basically he [the Pistons PR guy] told Iverson, and Iverson, through a team spokesman, had no comment."

When Iverson is rolling with a wad of cash, at least a couple of the guys with him should be professional bodyguards.

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Isn't Rinna too old to be channeling Britney? Now Harry's not the only one who knows Lisa waxes Brazilian.

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It's over. But she and Shaddy will always be friends, according to her website.

Daddy's bias shows Slate.com's Josh Levin ripped national media figures for buying the line that Minnesota Spokesman-Recorder sports editor Larry Fitzgerald Sr. can objectively cover his son's appearance in the Super Bowl.

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