In 1954, the NBA had no health benefits, no pension plan, no minimum salary, and the average players salary was $8,000 a season. To combat this, Cousy organized the National Basketball Players Association — the first trade union among those in the four major North American professional sports leagues. Cousy served as president until 1958.… Continue reading »
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In the fall of 99′, amidst the stress of the last lockout, C. Webb needed a creative outlet. So being the genius he was, stepped into the studio and dropped the much forgotten classic LP “2 Much Drama”. Filled with gangsta ballads (Gangsta Gangsta featuring Kurupt) and baby makin music (Feel my Vibe), it’s sure… Continue reading »
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I’m not trippin. I’d prefer to go without an NBA season this year. It wouldn’t bother me. Call it a burn out. I just don’t care. Here’s why it shouldn’t bother you either: * Harrison Barnes (UNC), Jeremy Lamb (UCONN) and Austin Rivers (DUKE), Reeves Nelson Tattoos (UCLA) *Maui Invitational, Big East Tourney, March Madness… Continue reading »
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Kris Humphries should have no problem with the breakup. He averaged 10.4 rebounds last season.
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I hate games. I suck. I never win. But this game… 16 players in a picture. 7 of em in the Hall, 8 will b when sneakers no longer lace. But John Starks? Mr. IcyHot? Well it was that or Greg Anthony. That just proves why the Knicks never won with Ewing; no legit point… Continue reading »
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In 1954, the NBA had no health benefits, no pension plan, no minimum salary, and the average players salary was $8,000 a season. To combat this, Cousy organized the National Basketball Players Association — the first trade union among those in the four major North American professional sports leagues. Cousy served as president until 1958.
He also smoked cigarettes at halftime.
In the fall of 99′, amidst the stress of the last lockout, C. Webb needed a creative outlet. So being the genius he was, stepped into the studio and dropped the much forgotten classic LP “2 Much Drama”. Filled with gangsta ballads (Gangsta Gangsta featuring Kurupt) and baby makin music (Feel my Vibe), it’s sure to make you bob your head, laugh, cry or make love to an ugly fat woman, and then cry again.
As we all know the lockout ended and we got a 50 game season. So it’s only fitting we call on him again in hopes of another miracle.
I’m not trippin.
I’d prefer to go without an NBA season this year. It wouldn’t bother me.
Call it a burn out. I just don’t care.
Here’s why it shouldn’t bother you either:
* Harrison Barnes (UNC), Jeremy Lamb (UCONN) and Austin Rivers (DUKE), Reeves Nelson Tattoos (UCLA)
*Maui Invitational, Big East Tourney, March Madness
* CCAA (DII) ~ After Cal State San Bernardino gave UCLA all it could handle in an exhibition game, i’ve been glued to the CCAA. Look out for Humboldt State to win the conference. CSULA has a guy named Bussey Ellis, not sure how good he is, but with a first name like that he has potential.
*Catch a local junior college game. Call up a buddy, pound a few beers in the parking lot beforehand. It’s cheap admission or easy to walk in for free.
*D-League ~ Franklin Session picked up by the LA defenders. Super athletic, super quick. Could make some noise. Mo Charlo ~ long time D leaguer trying to break into the L. He’s a Humboldt County product by way of University of Nevada. I’m pullin for him. Peep a game or 2, $20 tickets.
*My DVR ~ Heat vs. Cavs (Lebron’s return 12/2), The Fab Five (3/13), Game 7 Celtics vs. Lakers (6/17), The Decision (7/8)…to name a few…call me, bring some brews
*City League ~ join a league, get out there and do the damn thing!
*Fantasy leaguers ~ welcome back to reality, you have no “real” game. Show up to the park and get schooled.
It’s all good this season.
Kris Humphries should have no problem with the breakup. He averaged 10.4 rebounds last season.
I hate games. I suck. I never win. But this game…
16 players in a picture. 7 of em in the Hall, 8 will b when sneakers no longer lace. But John Starks? Mr. IcyHot? Well it was that or Greg Anthony. That just proves why the Knicks never won with Ewing; no legit point guard. Because if there was such a player, 2k wouldn’t have had to substitute for a streaky shooting guard.
James Worthy and Magic are both 6′ 9″. So why the fuck is Magic sitting down? We all know damn well, the best position for a team pic is standing in the back. Your jersey doesn’t wrinkle. And don’t give me that, “well Big Game James is a forward and Magic was a guard shit.” If that was the case, why the hell is Scottie Pippen sitting? Because there’s no F’n way you tell MJ to take a seat. Same reason Magic should be standing. (Bird would have the same case, but Mchale has him by an inch)
Jason Kidd is a light skinned brother, but he’s not whiter than Dirk. But Tim Duncan’s wife is. Yeah I’m a brotha, but sometimes i don’t feel black, my girl is white…
I talk a good game, but I never back up my play.
And I was in Baghdad Before these lil youngstaz was in they Daddy bag….I’m the baddest mutha fucka from Philly.
You haven’t really played basketball until you’ve competed on the reservation. Hostile crowds in your ear the minute you step off the team bus. Full court press from tip~0ff to the final buzzer. The Native American Rain Dance has been replaced by a three point accuracy that soaks the gym.
Opposing teams aren’t competing against the home squad, they’re up against the entire landscape. Warriors don’t train in the gym, they run mountains and swim rivers upstream. Hoop junkies with one track minds; revenge, every time they step on the court. Every victory brings the tribe closer to taking back what is rightfully theirs.
The gym never closes, the game never stops.
Excerpt from “Rumble on the Rez” by Stacey Goods
The only SI cover Derrick Coleman ever landed.
You’d have to think he doesn’t have this framed in his trophy room.
But he was a bitch.
The real question?
If you were a professional athlete, and this was your only cover, would u accept its existence?
My infatuation with hoops began in 1990. That happened to be the same year that UNLV beat Duke in the national championship game, 103-73. Not a typo, a fucking blow out, the greatest margin of defeat ever, handed out by one of the greatest squads ever. The starting 5 featured future NBA players Stacey Augmon & Greg Anthony, but spearheading the attack was a JUCO transfer by the name of Larry Johnson.
At 6’7″, 250 pds he was hard to miss. The only guy in college rocking a gold front. Forget his physical stature, the gold tooth was intimidating, and he loved to smile after he flushed in your face. Grilling you, while he’s grillin you.
Everything we saw Michigan’s Fab Five bring in 92′, swagger/baggy shorts/intimidation, LJ & the Runnin Rebels had already brought 2 years prior. Yet its rare to ever hear them get their props.
The 2 time All American was a shoo in for the 1st pick in the 91′ draft. He killed it his first few years, battling Barkley & Malone for power forward supremacy. After multiple 20/10 seasons resulting in 2 All star nods, he injured his back and was forced to develop more of an all- around game that pulled him away from his bread & butter; the painted area.
After the injury setback and constant friction with teammate Alonzo Mourning, the Hornets shipped him to New York.
He spent the next 5 seasons knocking down trifectas for the Knicks. His most critical, game 3 of the 99′ eastern conf finals, in which he converted the famous “four point play.”
This particular play seems to be Johnson’s career moment, but if it wasn’t for chronic back problems, were talking about a guy who surely would have averaged a double/double for a decade.
LJ’s NBA career was a blur (10 seasons), and he’ll likely never get a call from the hall, but his impact on the young Hornets franchise & college basketball should serve as a lifelong reminder of his contributions to the game.
How ya gonna forget Grandmama??
At first glance, it appears to be a game of 4 on 3.
Dispelled: Player in the dark blue jersey/white t-shirt, directly behind unidentified white male(soon to be disclosed) w/ hand blocking view of face is not alone, player directly behind/below ( in the black w/ grey Jordan III’s) position makes him look 7ft tall. Also MJ claims he challenged the group to a friendly 7 on 1 game, unrehearsed, during which this final picture was snapped by a low end crew-member with his kodak disposable as he was leaving set for the day. The second day of shooting was cancelled and the unlikely non- photographer, went on to shoot MJ’s Rare Air book and lead SI Swimsuit issues for the next 20 yrs.
Whose the Honkey? Just a random lost Caucasian showing up to play hoops in Chi-Town’s most notorious Cabrini Green projects?
Dispelled: Yeah, NO! Sharp Shooter, John Paxson showed up last minute for the shoot, and as usual played city-league defense. Jordan later regretted even allowing him in the shot, and forced Jerry Krause to trade him, not only due to his lack of defensive efforts on a photo shoot set, but his inability to play poker competitively w/ Jordan on the team plane. Despite being on 3 championship teams, and hitting the go ahead against the Suns in 93′, they haven’t spoken since the 89′ incident.
The kid getting the blunt of Jordans Jordanesquery ( black sweatpants, bent over in front w/ mouth wide open) is a young Monta Ellis.
Dispelled: Considering that MJ is wearing the black/red IV’s (released in 89′) putting this posters debut likely in 89′, makes it highly unlikely a 4 yr old Ellis, who was born in jackson, Mississippi, (1985) would be present on a chicago street court at the time of this photo shoot. More realistic rumors, whatever that means, states the real figure is in fact Monta’s real life look a like, his father, whom may or may not have been from the Chi. This piece of fiction is as non-fictional as former NBA sharpshooter Dale Ellis being Monta’s real dad.
The only 2 street ballers wearing MJ’s signature shoes, were both gunned down shortly after the shoot, in exchange for their $100 kicks.
Dispelled: Couldn’t be further from the truth. Only 1 player, (unidentified athlete wearing MJ white III’s w/ Pippen # 33 game shorts, left of Paxson.) had his life revoked. Authorities found him in a near-bye alley with no shoes on, yet him and his shorts remained covered in blood. Pippen was later blamed partially for the killing, but that blame seemed forced, due to questions of Scotties toughness in regards to recent playoff battles (loses again) to the hated Bad Boys of Detroit. His involvement was later forgiven, shortly after Bulls won 1st championship the following year.
*If you’ve read this far, let me know if you still have or ever had this classic poster
