ballin'

it's been interesting these last 2 and a half months working at the NBA. i feared i may get sick of talking basketball - ya know... that has always been part of what has kept me away from the music industry as a profession. i love music soooo much that i would hate for it to become my source of income, and therefore a necessity, as opposed to a pleasure. but to my pleasant surprise, the job has only compounded my love of the game!

last weekend i was walking around the city with only de la, common, stevie and miles keeping me company, as usual - and decided to go to the new BR Monogram store on Bleeker. dope gear, by the way. on the way, i strolled by the the WEST 4th (cage) courts - a NYC basketball mecca. I remember when my dad and i used to walk around on weekends and stop and marvel at the leaping ability, dribbling skills, and quick temper of the players there. now, as i watch the players in the NBA D-League, i realize that only the TRULY talented make it to the NBA. wow - i thought the guys on West 4th were good... but Mike Taylor was automatic in the NBA Development League Finals friday - lifting his team to their first Championship. better, faster, stronger than those cats in the village and in most every gym around the country.

but, if you think you or your boys got the goods - we'll give you a chance to prove it. we are holding what is tantamount to open try-outs : NBA PREDRAFT CAMP in Georgia. $500, a dream - and legit talent is all you need. last year, 10 players of the 200 who showed up ended up playing in the NBA D-League. not bad odds, right? better than throwing hands with cats in the cage.