By Bobbito Garcia a.k.a. Kool Bob Love
No diss on any players, franchise, or league, but i can’t remember the last time i caught ZZZs watching a game outdoors.
Real talk, and the supreme gas face to my roommate “Quick Fast” Orlando for snapping this photo while i slept on my mom’s couch, me not realizing he took it til’ hours later when i was downloading images on to my desktop. quite the surprise . . .

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June 17th, 2007 at 3:56 pm
Antonio says:
I’m agree Bob!!
Imagine me in Spain watching The Finals at night…zzzzzzz
June 17th, 2007 at 7:44 pm
Buckets2334 says:
Maybe they should play the NBA Finals outside!
June 18th, 2007 at 12:37 am
Bobbito says:
oh schnaparoonies! that’d be a bananas eggscelent idea. i will tell david stern next time he rolls up to rucker park with bill clinton to peep an ebc game! (still to this day think it’s so fly that happened, was just talking about it today with a couple of heads Uptown.) does anyone remember the outdoor games the globetrotters would play overseas? they’d set up a complete hardwood floor in an open air stadium. and in Puerto Rico, some of the gyms that pro teams play in only have a roof but no walls so that the wind and fresh air can blow right in while playing. i remember we’d have to switch basketballs every couple of plays cuz they’d get so slippery from the sweat of our bodies.
good memories . . .
bless,
Bobbito Garcia aka Kool Bob Love
June 18th, 2007 at 2:08 pm
Feets Malone says:
Come on B! Are you serious!? You must be playing devil’s advocate? real ball is real ball, whether it’s displayed by poor offensive execution or impenetrable defense. Had LeBron won a game (And I do mean LeBron) basketball would have been set back 10 years. and from what I read “And 1 Is Dead” or maybe I misread….
June 18th, 2007 at 2:52 pm
bobbito garcia says:
i’m not saying i don’t watch nba games. don’t get it twisted. i was front row when jamal crawford dropped 50+ on the heat with 16 consecutive field goals made unconscious. i dig the spurs, too. my childhood friend mario elie won a chip with them, and i rooted all the way. all i’m saying is i’d rather watch a contest in the playground where i’m outdoors, getting sun, feeling the asphalt, living adn breathing in the city game. that’s been my whole entire life. it’s not a knock on the spurs, it’s an ode to the streets . . .
June 19th, 2007 at 7:11 pm
moo moo love says:
You never use to watch nba games. Come on son. You aint had a color tv up until like a year ago. Maybe if tim duncan did a some corny move, then u will like it. Just admit, you don’t like that type of ball. Its cool. U would never had been courtside unless u were working. Man, I’m nice son. This is how I do. Moo moo luv style. Plasma and cell phones 4 life, kid. Watch the spurs, its good 4 u.
June 20th, 2007 at 3:05 am
Bakar says:
At least you watched the finals. Me, I stopped watching during the early playoffs. Spurs deserve to win, no doubt, but I was glad I didn’t expose myself to the sleep-inducing games.
June 21st, 2007 at 6:30 pm
Yash says:
On another note…that white bar that’s above your head makes it look like you’re jacked into the Matrix as opposed to being asleep — but it’s the same thing.
I would rather watch kids in a basketball tournament [yes in Vancouver], than watch the Spurs perfectly execute a penetrate and dish play.
June 21st, 2007 at 8:08 pm
moo moo love says:
Since I’m at playground legend, I know my shit and nobody should ever forget that. That means, everbody. Including bobbito who has forgotten his roots. Mexico city 4 life, son. I’m a legend there and everybody knows my name from the dudes at the taco stands to the dudes crossin the border. Moo moo luv 4 life, son. I live to die but die to live. Think about it, bob