With so many corny and over-directed basketball films out there, and with the recent news about a possible He Got Game sequel, we figured it was time to put together another rundown of all the best hoop flicks (we dropped an original list way back in 2010). No criteria needed here, just good action and solid storylines… stuff that’ll make you come back again and again.
You also won’t find any documentaries here — so while Hoop Dreams is revolutionary, amazing and timeless, it won’t be found on this list. Here are the 20 best films you need to see as a basketball/movie fan. Read More »
Shaquille O’Neal will be returning to Hollywood, as he will be joining Adam Sandler, Chris Rock and Kevin James in the sequel to “Grown Ups,” creatively called “Grown Ups 2.” Shaq made a cameo appearance in Sandler’s recent box office bomb “Jack and Jill” and must have showcased some acting skills to Sandler that garnered him this role.
We all know Shaq is an actor extraordinaire, appearing in blockbuster films like “Kazaam” and “Steel.” It got us thinking what is the best movie performance by a NBA player? Read More »
/ Apr 10, 2012 / 1:00 pm
As Kentucky’s championship celebration from Bourbon Street to Lexington drew to an end, baseball’s Opening Day debuted this past weekend. In between the taste of alcohol in N’awlins and smell of hot dogs filling the lazy summer days at the ballpark, the Los Angeles Dodgers are now relevant again thanks to one of the city’s own original caretakers: Magic Johnson. He became the first African-American owner of a MLB team and instantly the face of one of the most iconic franchises in sports history. Read More »
If you’re a fan of Penny Hardaway, it’s impossible not to consider what could have been. Penny was All-NBA First Team twice by the time he was 25. Who knows what heights he could have reached if only his body had held up?
That said, there’s no point to focusing on what didn’t happen at the expense of celebrating what actually did. Penny’s all too brief period atop the basketball world brought him a well-deserved enduring legacy, and his eternally cool Nike signature line and 1 Cent logo continues to resonate with sneakerheads of all ages. Read More »
(6) Butch McRae, Blue Chips vs. (15) Billy Hoyle, White Men Can’t Jump
“Dirty looks. That’s all I get,” Billy Hoyle messed with his hat. “Dirty. Dirty. All over.” The crowd was gathered around and were passing him stares that could cut right through his sternum. Hoyle moved his head from side to side, searching for one friendly face. Anyone. All he got back was the same thing: squinting eyes, closed lips and jagged brows. Read More »
(1) Neon Bodeaux, Blue Chips vs. (4) Jesus Shuttlesworth, He Got Game
“You lucky my jumper’s kinda busted right now…”
This isn’t really a dream. It could be, but it’s more like a reflection. A reflection that’s real. If he wanted to, he could reach out and touch it, caress it or slide it through his fingers.
“You look like a cock-a-roach…” Read More »
(3) Lewis Scott, Celtic Pride vs. (6) Butch McRae, Blue Chips
Butch McRae had felt like this since the day it all started. By the day it all started, he meant the afternoon after practice at Western when he came storming into Pete Bell’s office.
“What is it Butch?” Bell had asked him, only caring to a certain point as he fidgeted around the room, drawing on the whiteboard or grabbing a soda. Read More »
(1) Neon Bodeaux, Blue Chips vs. (8) Thomas Shepherd, Above The Rim
It’s pitch dark. Echoing voices are bouncing off buildings. Laughter. A couple of varsity lettermen with their jackets on are playing like they always played. One-on-one.
“Get off me! GET OFF OF ME!”
How did they end up here? He doesn’t know. Something in his mind is telling him he can’t remember. Or maybe that’s because he doesn’t want to remember. He doesn’t even know what he’s doing, can’t control it. But there’s his old yellow and orange jacket, the one he threw into the river after it was all over, so he can tell this was sometime in high school. Read More »
(6) Butch McRae, Blue Chips vs. (11) Jimmy Chitwood, Hoosiers
You didn’t expect this. Old-school gym. A balcony above the court, one where the edges stick out into the corners. A couple of rusty rims with wooden backboards. Maybe 300 people in the gym and that’s being optimistic. But you’re here nonetheless, and you can’t shake this feeling. It’s balling up inside of you, in your stomach, coming up through your intestines, overbearing your lungs. It’s excitement and anxiety all wrapped in one. Read More »
(1) Neon Bodeaux, Blue Chips vs. (16) Kenny Tyler, The 6th Man
We’re all walking, through the swamps, past the railroad, onto the town’s one main road. There are cracks all over the cement, and houses lining the street, some boarded up and some falling apart. You notice a sign to your left. Algiers, Louisiana it reads in red. Where are we? Everyone seems to be thinking.
It takes you back to the meeting you had with a scout three days prior. A dark, rainy night, all you wanted was a drink and a song. It was late. You were tired. But your friend starting talking. Read More »