The Dunk! The Ram! The Slam! The Bong! Whatever you want to call it, it’s an art form, birthed on the playground, that has revolutionized the way the game is played. And no two teams, as collective units, were more responsible for furthering the evolution of the aerial game than Texas’ Tallest Fraternity and Louisville’s descendants of Dr. Dunkenstein.
It seems only fitting that they’d meet in the ‘83 Final Four, in a game that was so scintillating in its elevation that it prompted a courtside sportswriter to pass a note down press row that read, “Welcome to the 21st Century!” Read More »
Johnny Earl Dawkins came from a family of ballers. Running on the D.C. playgrounds with his father and three uncles, the young boy learned the essence of the outdoor game before ever stepping inside the cushy confines of the gym.
“They didn’t cut me any slack,” Dawkins told Darren Sabedra of the San Jose Mercury News about playing on Dodge City’s asphalt. “But it hepled me because I understood how to play the game at a faster pace. I had to play just to survive.”
It was during those asphalt runs that he developed into the mercurial, quicksilver marksman that would go on to become one of the greatest guards the college game has ever seen. Read More »