Before the dawn of social media, the public’s access to the personal lives of their favorite players was limited to small headlines in the newspaper and postgame interviews. With the evolution of platforms like Twitter and Instagram, it’s now easier than ever to feel connected to the new generation of players. Read More »
“Once you gain a nickname in this league, that’s the ultimate respect” – Paul Pierce
In many cases, what Pierce said was true (see what I did there?). Many guys on this list earned their nicknames for great play on the court, and by no coincidence most of the best players in the history of the league appear on this list. Others earned their nicknames from funny commercials or movies, while still more earned them for just funny looks. We stayed away from shortening of names like “T-Mac” and “J-Kidd” or initials like “KJ,” focusing simply on the best nicknames. Read More »
Gone are the days where two NBA teams who straight-up didn’t like each other could get together and elevate their rivalry with a brawl. Good riddance. Those who enjoy watching titans inflict pain on each other can find plenty of other vices to quench their thirst for violence. In fact, there are entire weekends devoted to it, with the college and professional rankings of football dedicated to humans crashing into each other and hoping they hurt their opponent as much as they want to hurt them. Read More »
*With all of the recent events surrounding the Carmelo Anthony/Kevin Garnett feud, and the trash talk involved that lit the Internet on fire, we figured it was a good time to repost our piece on the top 20 trash talkers of all time, originally published in October of 2012.*
David Stern and the rest of the suits might be charged with trying to take the fun out of the NBA, but trash talk will never die. Read More »
There were a lot of great dunks from Midnight Madness this year, but probably none better than Wagner’s Josh Thompson dunking over his mom. The 6-5 junior knew he had to bring it to win the contest – especially with Darryl Dawkins as one of the judges – and did just that with this dunk.
Well, Billy Hunter just dropped the bomb. Let’s hope it doesn’t detonate. The NBPA’s executive director said he assumes the entire season will be canceled this year because the two sides are an insane $800 million apart. Hunter actually somewhat defended David Stern, saying it’s a new age of owners who have come around in the past six or seven years who are trying to change the ways, and are holding the commish’s feet towards the fire. At least, that’s how Hunter put it. Read More »
Few things can match the power of a Darryl Dawkins dunk â€” that is, except for Dawkins’s personality. Known during his playing days for his backboard-shattering slams, Chocolate Thunder could most recently be found charming basketball fans across the country as an ambassador for NBA Nation on its eight-city summer tour which ended in Washington D.C. this June.
In addition to meeting with fans, Dawkins’ responsibilities on the tour included serving as a judge for the 2011 Sprite Slam Dunk Showdown, an amateur dunk contest. Chocolate Thunder’s credentials more than qualify him for the job. Dawkins earned the title of the NBA’s original power dunker during the 1979-80 season when he broke two backboards in less than a month. Read More »
What do you do when your team loses in the playoffs, or worse yet, they didn’t make it at all. Do you anxiously wait until next season? Do you watch your old VHS copy of NBA Furious Finishes? Or do you get out and do something about it? If you’re the latter, then you’re in luck: The NBA’s largest basketball playground, NBA Nation, tips off its fifth summertime tour this weekend in Houston. Read More »
Upon leaving New York City for All-Star Weekend in Los Angeles, we knew there was a very good possibility that either the Knicks or Nets would pull off a deal, most likely involving Carmelo Anthony. But what transpired last week for both New York teams (yes, the Nets will soon be in Brooklyn) has been nothing short of astounding. Read More »
Seventeen years later, I can’t quite remember her name or even what she looked like. But I’ll never forget what she did for me.
My sixth-grade school librarian, perhaps noticing the kid flipping through the same Sports Illustrated every day until the new issue showed up, cut me a deal: She would give me two old SI issues from the archives in the back room, and when I returned them, she’d give me two more. It was Netflix before its time, no fee. That’s how I learned to be a sports writer. Read More »