There were a lot of disturbing revelations in Andre Agassi's autobiography Open - he wore a wig, used crystal meth, threw matches - but I think I threw up a little in my mouth when I came across the brief section dedicated to his brief relationship with Barbra Streisand.
We all have "What the (expletive) was I thinking?" relationship moments in our past, but I have to believe this one is high on Dre's list. I remember when she turned up in his box at the US Open. It was so weird to see her in there, even more bizarre once she opened her mouth. Solid work with the crimping iron there, Babs...and happy birthday. Do you think Andre sent flowers?