If “Basketball and Pop Culture” sounds too conspicuously like Grantland—the website spearheaded by Bill Simmons, it’s entirely deliberate. I make no qualms in almost completely imitating his style, as he is a writer that effortlessly infuses his beloved Boston sports teams with a steady dose of 80s movies.
I’m a pure NBA fanatic. I’ve been a Nets fan since 1991. I don’t follow any other sport. I only watch college basketball from an NBA scout’s point of view. Despite the fact that I’m a Syracuse graduate, I’m only interested in the Orange if there’s a promising pro. I don’t care how well the team does. Many of my fellow classmates will consider this heresy. I find March Madness to be vastly overrated. In my last four fantasy leagues, I won two and came in runner up in a third.
I watch a lot of TV. Ever since I was a kid, my sister and I would gather around the tube to catch Moonlighting, Growing Pains, and The Facts of Life on a weekly basis. We got really pissed when my dad taped something over that episode when David Addison and Maddie Hayes finally got together. My favorite episodes of Knight Rider had that big truck named Garth. I watched Twin Peaks every Saturday night when I came home from my first job at that Chinese Restaurant. I watched Clare Daines’ acting debut on My So-Called Life when it was up against Mad About You and another NBC comedy juggernaut. I unsuccessfully tried to convince my friends to watch Freaks and Geeks. I’m trying to decide whether The Wire or Breaking Bad is better. I try to convince every married friend I know to watch Friday Night lights with their spouse since it’s the absolute best depiction of marriage I’ve ever seen on TV or a movie. I think Mad Men is overrated.
This blog will be about 70% basketball, 20% TV and the remaing 10% will be devoted to movies and indie rock. Or whatever else is on my mind.
Sir Wrangle-Lot was a nickname my childhood friends gave me because of the way I played in the post. It was based on the rapper Sir Mix-a-lot. My long arms were described as “wrangly”—like Dahlsim from Street Fighter. I’m not sure if that’s even a word.