It’s common knowledge that Robert Horry-Will Smith is up there with Stan Van Gundy-Ron Jeremy and Omar Epps-Mike Tomlin as the most uncanny athlete-celebrity resemblance of all-time. But as it also turns out, Smith and Horry are hardly the only NBA player and famous rapper lookalikes. Let’s take a look at a few notable examples from recent history.
Kenyon Martin
Method Man
I’ve also always thought that Marcus Camby looked like Method Man, even though he looks nothing like Kenyon Martin. I have no idea how that makes sense.
Ricky Davis
Andre 3000
Hey ya…look just like each other!
Corey Maggette
Xzibit
Pretty sure Mr. X to the Z’s crew represents the West Coast a little better than Maggette’s team…
Josh Smith
The Game
The bigger question is, who’s more overrated?
Devean George
Ice Cube
Fittingly, Ice Cube is as much a rapper nowadays as Devean George is an NBA player…
Key Offseason Additions: Blake Griffin, Sebastian Telfair, Sebastian Telfair’s handgun, Rasual Butler, Craig Smith, Quentin Richardson’s boarding pass, Mark Madsen’s $2.8-million salary cap hit
Picture all the possibilities...
The Lowdown: After adding two overpaid and injury-prone All-Stars in Baron Davis and Marcus Camby to a young nucleus of Al Thornton and Eric Gordon last summer, many analysts considered the Clippers to be a sleeper playoff team. Well, we all know how that turned out — the same old Clippers finished with the second-worst record in the league, placing among the leaders in worst team field goal percentage and worst opponents’ field goal percentage. Trading for Zach Randolph mid-season tends to do that to a team.
Of course, the basketball gods apparently reward incompetence, since the Clippers were blessed on two fronts. First came the number one pick in an NBA Draft that had one consensus top selection that even Mike Dunleavy couldn’t possibly screw up, as much as he undoubtedly tried. And then came the jaw-dropping trade of Zach Randolph’s two-year, $33-million contract to a GM with even less common sense than Dunleavy (Chris Wallace) in Memphis. It should also be noted that the Clippers flirted with the idea of pairing Allen Iverson with Davis in the backcourt and forming the first ever team that never passes.
The Good: I can’t believe I’m about to write this, but the Clippers actually ended up having one of the best offseasons of any team in the NBA. In fact, the first key offseason addition above shouldn’t even be Rookie of the Year favorite Blake Griffin, but team chemistry, via the aforementioned subtraction of Randolph (though they do still have Ricky Davis). Baron Davis has reportedly looked more like the player who once resurrected a struggling Warriors franchise than a Kimbo Slice lookalike who shot a putrid 37% from the field last season, while Bassy Telfair is a capable, if not underrated backup who’s amazingly still only 24 years old. If — and this is a big if — Marcus Camby and Chris Kaman can combine to play in 120 games, this could be a team on the rise in a suddenly weaker Western Conference.
Oh, who are we kidding — they’re still the Clippers.
Fantasy Sleeper Alert: Once again, because they are the Clippers, and this bears repeating over and over again, bad things can will happen. Camby and Kaman are obvious threats to go down at any time, and Griffin is already banged up with knee and shoulder injuries. Keep an eye on Craig Smith and DeAndre Jordan, both of whom have been able to produce serviceable numbers when given starter’s minutes.
Prediction: 25-57 — 5th in Pacific Division, 15th in Western Conference
Hey! A Boston-area sports team lost! To the Shaughnessy-Mobile!
(Danny’s fatalism in bold, my insufferable homerism in plain.)
It Sure Felt Like The Beginning Of The End
Oh, we are off to a rousing start.
The Celtics’ playoff quest is just getting started, and it feels like it’s already over.
Dan Shaughnessy: Please. Hang. Yourself.
The Celtics don’t have Kevin Garnett and they are not going to repeat.
Well, at least Bob & Dan are on the same page about something.
They are in for a bloody death and it’s just a matter of who plays the executioner.
Wait, is he talking about the Globe?
It could be Cleveland or it could be Orlando.
Or Philadelphia or Detroit or Atlanta or Miami or any of the eight Western Conference teams, or perhaps even a wayward meteor..
But Chicago? The 41-41 Bulls?
As if!
The Celtics dropped a stinkbomb on North Station yesterday.
No, that was just Joakim Noah’s hair.
Coming out flatter than Tommy Heinsohn’s rookie haircut,
Now that’s the kind of reference that keeps the youth of America elbow-deep in newspaper ink and not turning to blogs for superior sports reporting! (Lowposts, notwithstanding..)
the champs lost the first game of their title defense, 105-103, in overtime against Chicago.
Remember draft night, 2007?
Bringing up bad memories. A Shaughnessy Staple.
That was when everybody around here was moaning about not getting Greg Oden or Kevin Durant and we were wondering what was the point of trading for Ray Allen?
Actually Dan, a lot of us were pumped about getting Allen; he being the best guard we’ve seen in Boston since the freaking Dee Brown era.
It was all doom and destruction.
Shaughnessy’s wife must be one happy, lucky lady.
A team with Paul Pierce, Allen, Rajon Rondo, and Kendrick Perkins? How good could the Celtics possibly be?
Better than the year before?
Say hello to your 2009 playoff team.
Hello.
Without Garnett, the Celtics yesterday looked like candidates for a first-round bounce, and coach Doc Rivers was steaming after the loss.
Ooh, I’m super-steamed! I just wanna slap somebody right on the cheeks!
“To think that we worked on transition ‘D’ for two days and the first play of the game [Joakim] Noah gets a dunk - now, that was extremely disappointing,” said Rivers. “You’d think, first playoff game, you’d be ready and up. And I just thought we kind of showed up and played the game. And then all of a sudden we got into a fight. And one thing I’d say about our guys, they join in. But at home, you’re supposed to start it.”
Next time: headbutt somebody in the nuts, Perk.
It was a tad embarrassing.
Tad Embarrassing. That would be my pen name if I wrote for the Globe.
The defending champs started this season 27-2. They won 19 consecutive games. They were indomitable at home and up until about three days ago we all thought they might make another magic run.
Fuck you, Dan. Some of us actually still believe in our team. If you’re gonna give up at the first sign of trouble, go root for the Mets.
But that was when Garnett was part of the picture. And now his absence is killing them, physically and emotionally.
Spiritually and psychologically.
Defensively and environmentally.
Structurally and Italy.
KG sat on the bench for the first half of the game. Then he was gone. Rivers didn’t like it when he was asked about Garnett leaving the scene. The ever-affable coach delivered a latter-day version of Rick Pitino’s infamous “not walking through that door” nutty.
Urban Dictionary tells me a ‘nutty’ is a hissy fit. The first & hopefully last time I will ever have to go to Urban Dictionary for a Shaughnessy article.
Seriously, is that a common term?
“Guys, Kevin is not playing in this playoffs,” said the good doctor, repeating what he first announced Thursday.
The Good Doctor.. Does he play for the Local Nine?
“I’m not answering Kevin Garnett questions.
He’s dead to me! DEAD!
“I didn’t even notice, honestly, until someone told me that he wasn’t on the bench, and I could care less.
He’s a poo-poo head! Phooey on him!
Hell, he was on the bench in the first half and we were down 8 points. So this is about the players in uniform.”
On the serious tip, Kevin Garnett is the most intense human being in the history of mankind.
He takes spreading jelly on toast serious. He once shot a man in Reno just to watch him die. Getting KG to sit on a bench and watch his team play an intense first round playoff game is like getting a cracked-out lion on steroids to sit on a bench and watch his team play an intense first round playoff game. If I’m a Celtic roleplayer on the bench, I’m much more comfortable with KG pacing in the tunnel watching the game on a monitor than sitting next to me with a jitter-leg bouncing up & down. CUT IT OUT, JIMMY-LEGS!
To act like he just left the field like T.O. is an insult to the player that just won you a damn title a year ago. Whichever Boston reporter brought that shit up to Doc should be drawn & quartered at the corner of Brimmer & Mt. Vernon.
One of those players was Ray Allen, who looked older than baby Benjamin Button,
Because that’s a hit movie that everybody’s seen!
making 1 of 12 shots, scoring 4 points in 39 minutes. Another was Paul Pierce, who scored 23 but clanged a free throw that would have won it with 2.6 seconds left in regulation.
Way to clang it, Clangy!
Boston’s star of the day was Rajon Rondo (29 points, 9 rebounds, 7 assists), but he was countered by Rookie of the Year-in-waiting Derrick Rose, who scored 36 points with 11 assists. Part of the University of Memphis’s meltdown at the free throw line in last year’s NCAA championship game (which caused many sleepless nights for John Calipari),
And The Door..
Rose went 12 for 12 from the stripe against the Green.
Yeah, but how did he do against the Celtics?
Playing in his first NBA tournament game,
Who are you Dan, my wife?
“Oh, are you watching the NBA tournament? Why did they blow that whistle? Did he score a touchdown-goal?”
Rose was absolutely fearless.
Ditto for Noah, who snatched 17 rebounds. The Bulls were not intimidated.
Not even by Big Baby? He’s so doughy, he could give them a yeast infection. Heyo!
They were not afraid. And they shocked the Garden masses, who expect only victory when the Celtics play at home in the playoffs.
Masses: “Your performance was substandard to our expectations! We are angry masses! Raar!”
It’s always convenient to blame the officials when your team loses
Which I will..
- and Bennett Salvatore certainly had his moments -
…right there.
but Rivers wasn’t having any of that, either.
I ain’t havin’ none a dat, Shaqueesha! Hold my weave, I’m-a slap this bitch!
“Our guys were complaining, and it’s the first thing I squashed,” said the coach. “It ain’t the refs. The refs had nothing,
Nothing?
nothing to do with this game. It was us. And we’ve got to compete. We’ve got to play.”
We have to play offense & defense and sometimes both. We have to play basketball better than the other team plays basketball or we will lose basketball games!
Pierce said the fellows got an earful from their coach.
Better than a mouthful.
“He just didn’t feel like the sense of urgency was there,” said the captain.
I’d rather hear Tennille’s take on this loss.
“We understood that, so we have to expect a better game [in] Game 2 and the rest of the series now that we got hit in the mouth first game.”
The whole day was a horrid reminder of just how much Garnett changed everything. Nobody was fired up about a Boston team led by Pierce and Allen
Again, we were you stupid man. Anything’s better than Ricky Fucking Davis.
- and that’s when they had a fantastic young talent in Al Jefferson. Garnett is the man who made the Celtics champs. And now he is gone and this playoff quest feels doomed.
People wonder why newspapers are dying. Maybe it’s the air of negativity and pessimism surrounding everything they publish. Sports sections (the most important/popular part of any newspaper) across the nation are full of reporters who always try to find the negative in a story. They feel they aren’t producing unless they’re cutting down and exposing the evils of society (This coming from a guy ripping apart a reporter with a post full of negatives). I’m not saying we should live in Happy Disneyland; but maybe more people would read & enjoy the Globe if they employed some writers who inspired things in their readers, besides pitchforks & torches. Maybe they could sign some young talent that could write something looking ahead to the rest of the series and inciting the fans to get on their feet and believe in this team again. Maybe the Globe needs some damn positivity. A writer that looks ahead rather than behind. If you’re obsessed with bringing up the past, bring up the games we won last year in the spring, when it looked like we were on our way out. Go to celticsblog.com. Read Steve Weinman and the gang over there. Go to CelticsHub, Red’s Army; read those fellas. Maybe if these guys were getting paid to write for the Big Guy, the newspaper could at least tread water for a few more years. All Shaughnessy & Ryan do is cut down and spit on everything we New Englanders hold dear and believe in. We don’t have a lot. It’s cold & dreary half the time. The girls stay bundled up longer. All the industries that whole towns were built on are crashing down around us. Hell, most people think Maine’s in Canada. All we have are the Sox, Pats, Celts & Bruins. When they’re losing, we don’t need Shaughnessy & Ryan dwelling on every mistake and bad memory. I’d say, “Maybe if we ignore them, they’ll go away.” But that’s unrealistic. And then what would I do with this piece? The only solution to the newspaper problem is new blood. Instead of fighting the blogosphere and deriding it at every turn; embrace it and steal from it. The internet’s been stealing the best paper-men from you guys for years; it’s time to steal back. Or just go away and die. Your choice, Newspapers..
Once mighty and feared, the 2009 playoff Celtics are the Little Train That Could.
Sure, they can come back and beat the Bulls. First-round extinction remains unlikely.
Hey, some optimism! Hurrah! Hooray! Huzzah!
But the thrill is gone. No happy ending this time.
Nope, there it goes. Optimism out the window..
Cedric Maxwell, the ex-Celtic and team radio analyst, thinks he might have the answer.
A systematic carpet-bombing of the city of Chicago.
“I’ve got this stalker guy,” said Max.
In my mind!
“He’s about 47 years old and he followed me home the other night.
Doesn’t a stalker have to follow you home on more than one occasion to technically be considered a stalker?
He says he’s been hearing voices and that the voices are telling him he needs to play for the Celtics.
That narrows it down to every 47-year-old in the Greater Boston Area.
He keeps asking me for Wyc’s number and Danny’s number [managing partner Wyc Grousbeck and president Danny Ainge].
Danny’s sorta preoccupied at the moment, Stalker Guy.
He asked me if I’d pay for his mother’s apartment.
Blah! Blogger jokes!!!
“Then he showed up at my place and asked if I would shoot hoops with him.
Aww..
I keep telling him, ‘You can’t follow me home. I cannot help you.’
Help me, Cedric Maxwell. You’re my only hope!
But he says the voices are telling him to play for the Celtics. Imagine that story: ‘Max finds guy on street to replace KG.’ “
Wait a minute. Forty-seven years old. Nothing better to do than follow Cedric Maxwell around. Convinced he can still play..
GET AWAY FROM ME, CRAIG EHLO!!
Rivers doesn’t want to hear about it. Garnett is not walking through that door. And as Game 1 demonstrated, the Celtics aren’t going anywhere. That’s what the voices in our own heads are telling us.
The voices in Dan’s head are saying, “Wow, it’s so roomy in here! I could move in my duvet!”
Last week, Bob Ryan tells us to “stop whining.” This week, Dan Shaughnessy tells us there’s no hope. Next week, Dan-Bob Ryanessy explains how it would’ve been better if we had just let the British win..
In honor of St Patrick’s Day, we here at lowposts wanted to do something that was uniquely Irish, combining all the aspects of the Irish experience. After a night of heavy drinking & brain-racking, we had a eureka moment. What three things define the Irish experience more than anything else? Potatoes, green stuff & booze! The following story involves two of the three. Please, now, enjoy a day in the life of Vin Baker and the 2003-04 Boston Celtics. A heartwarming story full of spirit(s)..
Baker: Burrrrrrp!
Barros: Arrggh, gross. You smell like a lawnmower engine!
Baker: (swigs from whiskey bottle) You smell like-a lawblower injun..
Some incredible NBA plays stand the test of time. Michael Jordan spectacularly switching hands in midair against the Lakers, Dr. J soaring for a gravity-defying reverse layup, and Magic Johnson swishing a game-winning hook shot over the outstretched arm of Kevin McHale are just a few of the league’s most memorable moments. But what about the plays that we remember for the wrong reasons? Have you ever seen something so unbelievably bad, that you need to watch the replay three or four times before you can believe it actually happened? For me, the defining moment came in the mid-’90’s, when I watched Shawn Bradley brick a sky hook of the side of the backboard just a few feet away from my seat. I’m sure that every fan has their own version of the Bradley shot, and you’re more than welcome to share them in the comments. Let’s take a look at some of worst plays and funniest moments in NBA history.
Derek Harper: The Anti-Webber: Unfortunately, I can’t find any video evidence of this, but I distinctly remember seeing it on some old NBA show a few years back. During 1984 playoffs, Harper thought the Mavericks had the lead in the closing seconds, and dribbled out the clock…except that the score was tied and the game went into overtime. Dallas would go on to lose the game, and then the series in five games. I don’t think this can ever be topped in the pantheon of brainfarts, but if anyone can do it, it’s our next contestant…
Lamar Odom Has Lost a Few Braincells: This is one of the dumbest things you’ll ever see on a basketball court. Everyone has made a bad pass or missed an easy dunk, but I can’t remember a player forgetting to inbound the ball and just dribbling it inbounds like on the playground. And you’d figure, if anyone would be familiar with the rule, it would be Mr. Puff, Puff, Pass, right?
Shawn Marion Goes Both Ways: I’m surprised this doesn’t happen more often…or that Lamar Odom hasn’t done it (yet). After a jump-ball near the opponent’s basket, Marion grabs the ball, races down the court, and almost dunks in his own hoop! Talk about lack of concentration. Quick sidenote — what the hell is Shaq doing in this video? It’s a Suns/Rockets game, and yet there’s the big man in his Lakers jersey at the seven-second mark…can anyone explain this?
Zach Randolph Calls His Own Number: What more can I say about this video? I must’ve watched it at least 30 times, and it’s still mesmerizing. Randolph tries to dribble the ball between his legs, loses control and almost throws it out of bounds, and then somehow recovers, only to launch an off-balance airball at the shot clock buzzer. And his teammates aren’t even phased, because it’s just like Isiah drew it up. No, really…I’m pretty sure he called that play.
Marko Jaric’s Facts Are Backwards: Maybe this was Jaric’s way of paying homage to Kris Kross? I’ll bet they were huge in Serbia during the early ’90’s. Or maybe the whole backwards thing is a huge turn-on for hot Brazilian models. Hmm…mental note. Anyways, the best part isn’t even that Jaric has his jersey on the wrong way — it’s that Eddie Griffin (RIP) peeks under his own warm-ups just to make sure he didn’t make the same mistake. Priceless.
Qyntel Woods Shows Off at MSG: Missed dunks are a dime a dozen, but a botched 360 on a breakaway in front of thousands of New York fans? You just don’t see that every day…well, unless the Birdman is involved somehow, and if I had my way, he would be (I can never get enough of watching him fly!). Honorable mention goes to Julian Wright, and even he’s laughing right now. And somewhere, David Wesley is wishing he could dunk, just one time.
Shaquille O’Neal Misses a Free Throw! Shocking, I know, but have you ever seen an uglier airball? Not even Ben Wallace can top this one…actually, he came very close right there. Amazingly, Shaq doesn’t hold the NBA records for most consecutive foul shots missed (13) or most misses in a game (17 out of 18), both of which are held by everyone’s favorite Ivy League diabetic, Chris Dudley. Hack-a-Dud was all the rage in the early ’90’s.
Darrell Armstrong Can’t Dunk: Okay, so obviously he can, but what was he thinking during the 1996 NBA Slam Dunk Contest? After throwing down a powerful two-handed jam, Armstrong went up for his second dunk attempt…and for some unexplained reason, flipped in an ugly reverse layup. Kenny Smith called it the worst “dunk” of all-time, and will never let him live it down. And why should he? Save the layup contest for the WNBA, Darrell!
Dikembe Mutombo Wags Too Much: I can’t find video, so you’ll have to trust me on this one. During a game against the Jordan-led Bulls in the mid-’90’s, Mutombo blocked a shot and then did his patented finger wag to the crowd. In the meantime, Steve Smith decided to save the ball from going out of bounds and blindly flipped it back underneath his own basket. The ball ended up going right to Scottie Pippen, who caught it and slammed a dunk over Mutombo, who was still standing with his back to the court in triumph. The shocked expression on his face alone was worth the price of admission.
Kobe Bryant’s Punch-Out: Believe it or not, I was actually looking for a clip of Kenny Anderson, the originator of the spectacular ‘punch-the-ball-and-have-it-bounce-back-in-your-face’ trick, but I guess this will have to do. And really, would I ever miss an opportunity to make fun of Kobe Bryant? At least he didn’t try to imitate His Airness and fall flat on his ass like the damn fool he is, yet again — oh, all right, just for old time’s sake, here you go:
UPDATE: How could I forget the infamous Ricky Davis play, when the greatest and most selfless Cavalier of all-time intentionally missed a shot at his own team’s basket to get his 10th rebound for a triple-double? I can’t decide what’s funnier — the fact that the NBA discredited the “rebound” in the stats or the look on Jerry Sloan’s face when he realizes what just happened. Are you still wondering why the Cavs traded you when LeBron came to town, Ricky?
Putting my favorite NBA quote into words wouldn’t do it justice. Even if you’ve heard it before, go ahead and play Mark Madsen’s speech from the Lakers’ championship parade. If a better one-minute clip exists on the interwebs, I’ve yet to see it. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, let’s get to the funniest and dumbest NBA quotes of all-time. In honor of Stephon Marbury, the Tracy Jordan of the NBA, we’ll dish out 14 dimes…and add another 6 assists for good measure. And please read this post — we’ve got families to feed!
1. “Sam is an idiot. I-D-O-U-T. Idiot.” — Shaquille O’Neal, responding to Chicago Tribune columnist Sam Smith’s suggestion that the Miami Heat should trade the big man. And now we know that Shaq takes spelling lessons from Homer J. Simpson.
2. “I’ve had to overcome a lot of diversity.” — Drew Gooden, on the ups and downs of his NBA career. Damn that diversity, always getting in the way of progress — what’s up with Title IX anyway?
3. “We’re going to turn this team around 360 degrees.” –Jason Kidd, after being drafted by the Dallas Mavericks. And he turned out to be exactly right — the team won 19 games before he arrived, and 26 games in his final season. Oh, the irony!
4. “I don’t want to shoot my mouth in my foot, but those are games we can win.” –Sherman Douglas. If I understood that correctly, Sherm has a detachable mouth?
5. “It’s almost like we have ESPN.” — Magic Johnson, on his relationship with James Worthy. I’ll bet Magic wouldn’t say that if Stephen A. Smith was on the air back then. And, man, do I miss The Magic Hour…
6. “He’s one of the best power forwards of all-time. I take my hands off to him.” –- Scottie Pippen, on Tim Duncan. Now we know the secret to Pippen’s defensive prowess — Scottie is actually Mr. Potato Head.
7. “I’m like the Pythagorean theorem. Not too many people know the answer to my game.” — Shaquille O’Neal. I don’t understand why NBA teams haven’t hired more high school math teachers to stop him in the paint.
8. “Any time Detroit scores more than 100 points and holds the other team below 100 points, they almost always win.” — Doug Collins. See, now this is exactly the kind of stuff Vinny Del Negro should be teaching his young Bulls team. If you don’t turn the ball over and score more points than your opponent, you’ll win the game…almost always.
9. “Not really. I’m not a fan of Chinese food” — Bobby Simmons, on whether he’s looking forward to playing in Japan. On the other hand, Bobby was ecstatic to go travel to Turkey because Thanksgiving is his favorite holiday.
10. “Play some Picasso.” — Chris Morris, to a piano player while trying to impress a date. Have you hear the “Guernica” remix? It’s got that neoclassical-soul vibe…
I’ve been fascinated by afros ever since I was a little kid. When I was growing up, I wanted a ‘fro more than anything in the world, and constantly begged my mother to let me get a perm for my wavy hair. In hindsight, I’m glad she didn’t listen, because I could never pull of a cool-looking Jewfro (at least, not as well as “Fletch“).
To make up for the lack of awesome afros in the early ’90’s — the apparent peak of the flat top era — I frequented local sports card shows, searching for new, um, hair-raising items to add to my collection. The ABA was the jackpot of amazing afros during the 1970’s. Among my favorites were classic styles worn by the likes of Darnell Hillman and Julius Erving, the Chia Pet on the head of Randy Denton, and Michael Jackson’s “thriller.” The unintentionally hilarious balding ‘fro would later find its way into the NBA, courtesy of World B. Free.
Thankfully, the late ’90’s and early 2000’s marked the triumphant return of the ‘fro, starting with Ben Wallace. Big Ben was one of the first players to switch between the increasingly popular cornrows and afro hairstyles from game to game. Although the trend never caught on as much as one would’ve liked, it game us a handful of memorable appearances, such as the ones below.
Ben Wallace
Shaun Livingston
Ricky Davis
Darius Miles
Moochie Norris
Ronny Turiaf
For a short time, several NBA superstars got into the act, popularizing the ‘baby afro’ look in the mid-2000’s. It’s a shame that Gilbert Arenas may have kept his bushy hairstyle a little longer, had it not been for an unfortunate conditioning incident. Even the usually plain-vanilla Tim Duncan busted out a fantastic mini-fro for the beginning 2004/05 season, before eventually going back to his patented bald look.
Kobe Bryant
Gilbert Arenas
Tim Duncan
Unfortunately, those hairstyles are long gone, and today’s NBA has a disturbing lack of hair creativity. Ben Wallace’s ‘fro is tired, and it’s only a matter of time before he starts looking like the aforementioned World B. Free (sorry, I just can’t get enough of that photo). I don’t know what Anderson Varejao, Robin Lopez, and Joakim Noah have going right now, but those are not afros. They look more like Sideshow Bob or Corbin Bleu admirers than Dr. J fans. To top if off, the only man who’s maintained a true ‘fro since coming into the league, Josh Childress, is now representing in Greece. And it’ll be at least a year until we see Brandon Jennings’ old school flat top on the NBA hardwood. We’re close to reaching a crisis stage here, people. If David Stern needs to get involved here, I’m okay with that — whatever it takes. Just bring back the ‘fro!
