Take a look at Greg Oden and you would guess he is in his mid-40s and has a grandbaby on the way.
Take a look at his name, and you might mistake it for Greg OLDen.
But take a look at his recreation and his audience, and you know right away: Yep, dude’s still a kid.
Nike has released a new video with the LeBron James and Kobe Bryant puppets just in time for Christmas. In this video, we learn three very important things that make it easier to live life, now that we know:
1. Reindeer play basketball
2. Reindeer, much like white men, can’t jump.
3. Santa Claus is black.
This is our favorite piece of Nike marketing in a long time. Perfectly priceless.
LeBron James and Kobe Bryant in puppet form, driving down the highway, discussing the power of a Black Mamba.
James: I got two words for you: King of the Jungle.
Wizards guard Gilbert Arenas used to rule the Internet with his enticing blog posts, but he’s calmed it down quite a bit. His new way to draw attention online is through Twitter, though he isn’t doing much to draw attention at all.
Arenas said he won’t Tweet until he gets 1 million followers on his Twitter account. Well, after getting less than 7,000 followers, he caved. Arenas posted a link to this video on his page in an effort to round up votes to become an NBA All-Star. The message is loud and clear and hilarious: Vote for Gilbert or die.
Steve Nash has serious game on the hardwood, but he’s also been known for his ability to lighten things up in his videos. Remember his video with Baron Davis?
Well, he and his company Meathawk has produced a new hilarious film, this one staring Suns guard Alando Tucker, who makes sure he does everything in his power to avoid the H1N1 Swine Flu.
Thanks to ValleyoftheSuns, for this.
And some players are being fined for Tweeting at halftime? That’s nothing compared to what Ron Artest admitted to doing at halftime when he played for the Chicago Bulls (1999-2002).
Ron Artest told Sporting News he used to drink Hennessy at the halftime of NBA games. He kept the cognac in his locker.
That, ladies and gentlemen, is called alcoholism.
Thank goodness he wasn’t drinking and Tweeting. Whoa, Nelly!