With the onslaught of the “new old” stadiums erected the past 25 years or so beginning with Camden Yards and Jacobs Field, there are only a precious few historic holy grails left in the sport. The two most famous and longest tenured are, without question, Wrigley Field and Fenway Park. Last summer, I was lucky enough to shock the world in Chicago to see the Cubs take on the Cincinnati Reds at Wrigley, and this past Memorial Day weekend,...

Can’t say I saw this coming. No, not that I couldn’t not see the San Antonio Spurs playing in the 2013 NBA Finals. Hell, I lowkey expect these guys to be in every single NBA Finals as the season begins. Five times in 14 years? For some perspective, there’s only one hitter in baseball that has a higher batting average this season than the rate in which the Spurs head to the championship series. So no, it isn’t that I couldn’t...

As a teenager, my brother got us tickets to a Washington Wizards game. The only memory that remains is of a player at the free throw line wearing a tucked-in t-shirt and pants up to his waist. They weren’t baggy. He stood out among the loose-fit warmup-wearing ballers. His appearance reminded me of a nerd. I was a teenager. Before any joke cracked about this player at the free throw line, I realized who it was and I didn’t dare. It was...

Last week, fellow TSFJ writer Justin Tinsley wrote a great piece on the NBA’s Player Loyalty Fan Debate. The premise of the article struck a chord with me because above all of the arguments that sports exist to facilitate, the debate of where your loyalties lie for players and teams is one that truly exists with yourself. The article made me sit down and evaluate my own experience as an NBA fan. As a kid, my first exposure to the league was...

Earlier this week, I received a text from a friend who’s a fan of the Texas Rangers. She shot straight from the hip and asked me: “Is Miguel Cabrera on steroids? He did the Rangers wrong the other night, and I was like, ‘Why can’t they stop this fool?’” As I replied back explaining that he isn’t on steroids, and why he’s just an amazing hitter, it occurred to me that steroids may not even be a good enough explanation for what...

By Daniel Dover / @DanStillDapper Remember that 37-point game when then rookie Allen Iverson performed that crazy, ankle breaking crossover on Michael Jordan? Yeah, we all do. “Will Allen Iverson end up being the next Jordan?” was the question on every reporter and NBA analysts mind. The guy was accidentally a role model in ways similar to Charles Barkley and a hood favorite. These same qualities were found in his signature sneaker line. The...

You can always tell when the summer season is around the corner. Dom Kennedy usually has a new album worth cranking loudly in your stereo, women are wearing sundresses in abundance and sitting in the stands for a baseball game feels like a great way to spend a Sunday afternoon. Summer is awesome. Another great reminder that the summer is on its way is that our friends over at We Are The Process annually try and dip us with the tees, caps and other...

With all due respect to one of the most respected play-by-play announcers in the business, Mike Tirico kinda ticked me off this weekend. Something he does quite often – whether on ESPN’s Monday Night Football or on NBA telecasts – is bring up a handful of storylines that have been discussed endlessly in national and local media. In the NBA playoffs, where these angles are retold over a minimum of four games, it can feel a little bit like Groundhog...

On the recent edition of The UC Show, the three amigos (well, two; Ed refused to co-sign) made a bold proclamation about how long the Pacers/Heat series would go… ….fo’. That’s right; in the words of The Great Philosopher Moses Malone, the series will be over in fo’ and by the time The UC Show returns next week, the Heat will be waiting on the winner of the Western Conference Finals. Ed strongly disagreed and even got...

By Daniel Dover / @DanStillDapper 1985 arguably marked the year that sneaker enthusiasts marked their territory as a “culture.” Before the old heads come at my neck about Cons, Adidas, Puma and Ellesses (drive slow, homie), I am speaking solely on THE greatest basketball player of all time and his first signature shoe, Air Jordan 1. The dress code for sneakers was always 51% black and white until Nike created the black/red mock-up, which immediately...