YOUR FAVORITE MOMENTS OF BASKETBALL.
If you ever found yourself spending hours on Youtube watching the highlights of Allen Iverson or trying to find the stats of Andris Biedrins at 3 am on basketball-reference, then you are in the right place!
If you don’t know who Andris Biedrins is, well…
For us, who grew up between the years 90 and 2000, basketball is not just a sport, it is much more: we breathe it, we look at it, we love it.
WHY DO WE DO THIS?
YIN & YANG
Love and hate, life and death, Yin and Yang.
Opposites attract and, thanks to them, we have learned the celestial art of pick n roll, screaming “Stockton to Malone!” with the magic broken only on the gigantic figure of Michael Jordan.
Nostalgia is not an enemy to be defeated or fought with the sword treated as many think, but it must be humoured and followed.
In short… Who has never looked at Derrick Rose in recent years and thought “who knows what would have happened if he doesn’t have glass knees” with in mind the image of the MVP award.
Because there is nothing more romantic than a wasted crystalline talent or a phenomenon that, probably in some deal with the devil, bartered the superior talent for brittle knees like an IKEA chair with Shaquille O’Neal on top (honorable mention: Brandon Roy).
NOT IN MY HOUSE!
Or we could talk about those gestures that remain in history. Like that finger index, repeated again today on the court when we stop our best friend and want to acclaim our superiority: “Not in my house!”.
These are signs that will never leave us.