There are few things more enthralling and adrenaline-inducing than the art of the poster dunk. It may only be worth two points, but the feelings of awe and emotions of demoralization only seems to increase its worth. A dunk of such devastating magnitude could easily turn the tides of a game, switching momentum from one team to another. Read More »
If you’re not familiar, Ricky Davis played in the NBA from 1998-2010, and he’s basically J.R. Smith before J.R. Smith. The 6-6 Davis could score in a variety of ways and he was never afraid to show off that talent for droppin’ buckets. If you’re a fan of Smith, then you would have loved Davis in his prime. The 33-year-old is back though, and he might be joining his next generation iteration on the Knicks. Read More »
11+ years, more than 70 issues and more than 5 million print copies in circulation – Dime Magazine has not only been a mainstay in the basketball universe, but it has also changed the way readers consume basketball content. Before us, there were no magazines that focused on what happened on the court and what ballplayers were into away from it.
We broke new ground, pioneered, and then championed basketball culture. And I have been lucky enough to be here for every minute of the ride. It’s high time we take a look back at how far we’ve come and the generations we have traversed. Here are all of Dime‘s covers in chronological order, from the most recent all the way back to gem you see at the top of this post from 2001.
There’s a story behind every single one of these covers. Some were more challenging to pull off than others (I have spent a lifetime waiting in hotels for Allen Iverson), some were ridiculous (Shaq was very specific about his “Godfather” costume as well as the requested gummy bears on set for Dime #38) and some were downright inspired (look no further than Kobe Bryant‘s self-authored cover story and art-directed cover shoot for Dime #22). Some day we will get around to telling all of the stories, but for now, here’s a visual tour of how far we – and the game – have come: Read More »
By now, I’m sure you’ve seen the videos. In this era of technology, Twitter and 24/7 highlights, you probably heard about it not long after Pau Gasol felt it. It gives you an idea of how we value excitement in sports. The Clippers lost last night, Kobe Bryant hit a game-clinching shot and Andrew Bynum was going to work, and yet this morning it’s been all about Blake Griffin un-manning Gasol twice. As we wrote in Smack, he murdered him early, resuscitated him and then killed him again. Twice in one game he smashed all over the Spaniard. Kendrick Perkins and Timofey Mozgov breathed a sigh of relief somewhere. Read More »
When you’re considered a “former NBA player” in the D-League, this is often one of two things: 1) You’re on the 30-something-I-still-want-to-play comeback trail, or 2) You made it for a minute but never really got your shot. Either way, the following 10 players received paychecks with David Stern‘s signature and at least one complimentary pair of NBA socks. Now, they’re doing everything they can to try and persuade NBA GMs that they’re worth a second look. Read More »
There are a couple of guys in this list you might know pretty well, but are nonetheless surprising to see here. We kick off the weekend with the top 10 plays from the lockout-shortened season in 1998-99.
For his first and only Dime cover story in Dime #38 (December 2007/January 2008), we wanted to get Shaquille O’Neal‘s take on his legacy, the new crop of NBA big men waiting in the wings and some of the most pressing issues facing the League, and basketball in general, at the time. I spoke to Shaq towards the end of the exhibition season one day after practice. His Heat squad was facing an uncertain future, knowing that Dwyane Wade would be out until at least mid-November, and the interview took place shortly before the team jettisoned Antoine Walker to Minnesota for Ricky Davis in an effort to keep afloat until Wade came back… Read More »
“You gonna be ‘Bitches’ … I mean, like you have so many bitches, that’s what n****s is gonna call you. No disrespect.”
– Riley Freeman
Welcome to Bitches, Ohio.
You know the town. Home to the Browns and the Dawg Pound, the Rock ‘N Roll Hall and Halle Berry. You call it Cleveland. But in the five months since the local basketball team lost its sunshine when LeBron James decided to write the next chapter of his career with the Miami Heat, the blue-collar Midwestern city that was supposed to be tough enough to handle sports heartbreak has been — at least on TV — playing the role of a pathetic lovesick puppy. Read More »