Filed under: Art, Basketball, Bread City, Chicago Bulls, Los Angeles Lakers, Michael Jordan, New York Knicks | Tags: 1990s Culture, Courtside, John Starks, Jonah Hill, Michael Jordan, NBA
“The evolution of the Hollywood seat began in 2007, when the NBA allowed teams to shrink the size of their scorer’s table to boost the number of revenue-generating seats…
In New York, the Knicks have 145 floor seats priced from $2,850 to $3,600 per seat per game, or between $122,550 and $154,800 for a typical full regular-season schedule at Madison Square Garden. All are sold out and the majority of floor-seat ticket holders are individual ticket holders. Yes, Lee owns his seats.”
– From Sports Business Journal, 5/21/2012
Filed under: Basketball, Brawls, Bread City, Chicago Bulls, New York Knicks, Video | Tags: David Stern, Derek Harper, Jo Jo English, John Starks, Pat Riley, Patrick Ewing, Rivalries, Scottie Pippen
It’s the Eastern Conference Semifinals, and the Knicks are rocking black sneakers for good luck. This is their shot. 1994: the year without Jordan. New York has to win now, while they can. Because whatever little fantasy MJ is living out at that moment – pretending to be a baseball player, Indian chief, astronaut, or whatever – they all know it won’t last.
And the Knicks are winning the series 2-0, when the scuffle breaks out between Derek Harper and Jo Jo English in Game 3. These teams hate one another. Pippen and Charles Smith had technical fouls before the game even started. Now the benches clear quick.
The fight goes down to the ground on some bad jiujitsu. Arms and legs everywhere. John Starks is about to throw a punch when Phil Jackson grabs him from behind. They both get tackled into the stands, and security bodies Starks up. Ewing and Pippen play the old hold me back, hold me back game. And Pat Riley’s not even mad until Derek Harper puts hands on coach’s suit.
But the best part? David Stern sits a few mere rows from the melee. He’s literally close enough to reach out and break up the fight himself, but he can’t move. The commissioner just stares, bug-eyed, into his own personal slow motion disaster reel, as both teams crush the heavy spenders sitting courtside.
New York went on to win the series in 7 games, and Jordan returned to basketball the following season.
Filed under: Basketball, Bread City, Madison Square Garden, New York Knicks | Tags: 1990s NBA, Anthony Bonner, Herb Williams, Hubert Davis, John Starks, Pat Riley, Patrick Ewing, Rolando Blackman
From the deep archives. Of course 9-year-old me had to sign it to be official. Featuring original bulletin board pushpin holes and Herb William’s signature. Knicks put up 130 on the 76ers. Frame-worthy.
Filed under: Basketball, Brawls, Bread City, New York Knicks, Phoenix Suns | Tags: 1990s NBA, Danny Ainge, Doc Rivers, John Starks, Kevin Jonson, Rivalries, Rolando Blackman
Warmup windbreakers tearing, assistant coaches flying everywhere. Greg Anthony snuffs KJ, and still keeps his silk shirt fresh, pre-dress code. Starks does his signature fight move, a.k.a forehead-to-forehead trash talking. Even Rolando Blackman gets up off the bench looking for some, so you know it’s good.
At the time, Phoenix and New York were the two best teams in their respective divisions. The league handed out $160,000 in fines.
The brawl doesn’t really get going until the 4:00 minute mark, but it’s worth watching the fight-before-the-fight, if only to see how funny Danny Ainge looks when he’s mad.
Gotta love the clean deco lines on that 90s Suns court design.
Filed under: Basketball, Bread City, Collage, New York Knicks, Poetry | Tags: John Starks, San Francisco
Now I’m rocking white jeans,
now I’m drinking sparks,
now I’m getting brains in MLK park.
I used to shoot bricks like I was John Starks,
these days I shoot threes like I was John Starks.
Filed under: Basketball, Bread City, New York Knicks, Video | Tags: 1990s Aesthetics, 1990s Culture, Basketball History, Hubert Davis, John Starks, Marky Mark
Classic Knicks set to the classic bar mitzvah dance-off jam. Memories of Hubert Davis and pigs in a blanket. If you from the hood I know you feel me.
Bread City Basketball is now officially in full effect, blowing out the backs of computer screens world-wide.