Showing posts with label Philadelphia 76ers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philadelphia 76ers. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

HHR's Kevin Owens Sizes Up Chocolate Thunder

Last week, we posted an interview with Mescallade and Larry Johnson. This week, Kevin Owen talks with Chocolate Thunder, Darryl Dawkins who, like Johnson, was teamed up with Captain Morgan to host one of their Memorial Day Long Island Ice Tea parties.

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Not many people make my hands look small. I am nearly 7 feet tall and am asked several times throughout the day to compare my hands to a child, a girl, or an emasculate man. Yet as Darryl Dawkins’ hand formed a cocoon around mine, I suddenly didn’t feel so big.

I had the pleasure of meeting Darryl on Thursday evening as he teamed up with Captain Morgan to host a party in Philadelphia. The party was a kick off to the summer with similar events taking place in New York City and Miami. Guests were treated to Captain Morgan’s Long Island Iced Tea, along with other Captain beverages.

As part of the One Million Poses campaign, everyone in Philadelphia who uploads a picture of themselves doing the Captain’s pose to the Captain Morgan Facebook page, the Captain will donate $1 to the Urban Affairs Coalition of Philadelphia. Some guests indulged heavily in support of Darryl and the Captain, while others tastefully enjoyed the evening.

One of the inebriated came over while Darryl and I were engaged in a conversation about ghosts, (We both believe) and asked us to play one on one. He spent the remainder of the evening shouting “CHOCOLATE THUNDER!” Interesting guy…Darryl that is, not the intoxicated individual.

Earlier in the day I spoke with Dawkins about a wide range of topics including the future of the Sixers organization, the upcoming draft, Craig Sager’s outfits, and his philosophies on coaching.

Image: SI Vault

As we spoke he sounded less and less like the eccentric kid who arrived in the NBA straight out of Maynard High School in Orlando, Florida. He opened up about being drafted a year after the ABA snatched up Moses Malone in similar fashion. “Moses and I didn’t know we could do it. Everyone was expecting me to be the next Wilt Chamberlain, but there was only one Wilt.”

Dawkins’ decision to go pro stemmed from his aggressive style of play. “I wanted to go pro. As reckless and dangerous as I played, I could have been injured in college.” In a time when four years of college basketball were the standard, Dawkins became a pioneer for future generations of superstars.

Of course as a young player coming straight out of high school, Dawkins drove Sixers coaches Gene Shue and Billy Cunningham crazy. Which makes it all the more ironic that Dawkins himself is now the coach of Lehigh Carbon Community College.

“Guys will challenge you”, Dawkins said of his players. Challenging coaches was something Dawkins excelled at during his 14 year NBA career. Former Nets coach Dave Wohl, who coached Dawkins during his time in New Jersey, was once quoted as saying, “Many of us will judge him solely on what he could have been. Too many will be blinded by the flashes of brilliance that never materialized into consistent greatness. There were times when he teased us with a hint of how he could dominate a game. And we went home in awe and yet sad because we knew of no spell to make it happen more frequently. But few players could make us feel that way even once."

Now Dawkins preaches the phrase, “Do as I say, not what I did,” a life lesson for his new students of the game.

Dawkins, who still follows the Sixers, has a good role model in former teammate and now 76er head coach Doug Collins. “Doug is a good man. Let him put the pieces in place. He knows basketball.” Dawkins has faith in Collins’ ability to turn the Sixers into contenders once again.

With the NBA draft just under a month away Darryl and I discussed what the Sixers organization may do at 16. We both agreed that they need size, but that there may be a need to take the best player available. Whether they do this via trade or wait till 16, Dawkins emphasized the need to leave it in Collins’ hands. “Back off coach a little bit, let him figure it out.”

Darryl still has an appreciation and devotion to every team he called home during his NBA career and holds a special place in his heart for the Sixers. After all it was here in Philadelphia that he grew from a young kid, challenging coaches, and destroying backboards into the dedicated family man and coach he is now.

As I spoke to Darryl I could see how proud he was of his family. He described his children in detail using his bright blue suit clad body as a gauge of their height. We discussed who he felt was a better dresser, he or Craig Sager. Dawkins told me it was close and that, “It is all about imagination.”

As I downed the last of my Captain Morgan Long Island Iced Tea and again shook Darryl’s enormous hand, I walked into the elevator and whispered to my wife, “What an interesting guy.” My wife then responded, “He is so down to earth.” I began to reflect on that statement. He really was down to earth…A far cry from the man who used to spend his off seasons on planet Lovetron.

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Kevin Owens is a seven year veteran of overseas professional basketball. He currently writes for SB Nation Philadelphia, SLAM Online, Hugging Harold Reynolds and his own blog Waiting For Godunk, which details his career as a standby athlete. Follow him on Twitter @Waiting4Godunk.

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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Waiting For Godunk: I'm Tall, I Get It.


My name is Kevin Owens and I have been playing professional basketball for the past six years. I decided to start a blog documenting my daily life. I have a degree in journalism and haven't written anything since college, so I figured why not. I don't particularly think I am that interesting, however when telling people about the traveling circus that is my life, they seem very entertained. I'll be contributing some of those stories once a week here at HHR. You can also now catch me on Twitter @Waiting4Godunk. Hope you enjoy!

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Well the Holiday Season is here and that means one thing...More people to stare at me whenever I walk more then ten feet from my front door. I don’t understand how I can live in basically the same area my entire life, but still be treated like I am some sort of mythological beast. What is wrong with you people? I am tall, I get it. I’ve been that way for my entire adult life. Coming up and telling me I am tall only reiterates a point that I am all too familiar with.

January through November, I usually deal with a significant amount of idiots who have some witty comment they have been saving for a tall person like myself. But once December hits, the remarks triple. There’s no way to avoid it. I, like every other person, have to run errands and do my Christmas shopping. That is when I am confronted by the drones of society about my height, either in a positive or unbearably annoying way.

Here was a basic conversation from my recent trip to the grocery store...

Myself: Sara, (my wife) I’ll run over and get the eggs.

Ignorant Observer: Holy F***in Sh*t!! (In front of his kids) You are tall as sh*t.

Myself: yea…
Ignorant Observer: How tall are you?

Myself: I’m 7 feet.

Ignorant Observer: Daaaaamn!!! Hold on...stick your hand straight up in the air.

Myself: Why?

Ignorant Observer: Man, I want to see how tall you are.

Myself: I just told you…Why do I have to lift my arm?

Ignorant Observer: Let me try to jump and slap your hand…

(After several unsuccessful attempts we move along with the conversation.)

Ignorant Observer: Do you play ball?

Myself: Yes.

Ignorant Observer: For who?

Myself: I’m still shopping for a team now.

Ignorant Observer: In the store?

Myself: umm…sure
Ignorant Observer: You should play for the Sixers…they suck.

Myself: I definitely wouldn’t say they suck

Ignorant Observer: Man they’re terrible…

Myself: OK, give them a call.

Ignorant Observer: Hell Yea!! I’m gonna call their ass!

Myself: Terrific

(I wonder if he ever called…Judging by the fact that my phone still hasn’t rang I am guessing he didn’t.)

Stimulating conversations like these seem to be the norm for my life. Only a few people truly understand how annoying this is. They include tall people or family members and friends of tall people. No one else can fully understand the mind numbing conversations I am forced to partake in everyday, until they walk along side of me in a crowded place. That’s when you see how the world reacts to height.

Some people stare without trying to get caught. Some just gawk. Some try to comment in a different language. (I know what alto means…You’re speaking Spanish not some cryptic code, geniuses.)

Some people mean mug me, others prefer to laugh. I don’t really understand the laughter. I guess they are trying to insult me, but I’m not going to feel bad about myself because a 32 year old guy shopping with his mom and wearing an “I Heart Jabba the Hut” T-shirt just giggled at me.

Whichever way people attempt to interact with me, the one question that I dread answering is, “Where do you play?” It is tough because I currently have no answer for it. For most of my life I would have been able to tell them exactly where I was playing. But for now I usually tell them “overseas” and hope they don’t know enough about basketball to realize the season is nearly halfway over. So with that said, I think I will be finishing my Christmas shopping online this year.


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Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Waiting for Godunk: My Tryout with My Hometown 76ers

My name is Kevin Owens and I have been playing professional basketball for the past six years. I decided to start a blog documenting my daily life. I have a degree in journalism and haven't written anything since college, so I figured why not. I don't particularly think I am that interesting, however when telling people about the traveling circus that is my life, they seem very entertained. I'll be contributing some of those stories once a week here at HHR. Hope you enjoy!

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I figured this week I would chime in on the current situation with the Philadelphia 76ers. I am a die-hard Philadelphia fan. I grew up going to the Phillies, Eagles, Sixers and Flyers games all the time. It is a town that I am very passionate about.

That being said, the greatest memories I have of the Sixers all involved Allen Iverson. In high school after basketball practice a group of my teammates and I would pile into my beat-up van and head over to the Wachovia Center. There, we would watch a young A.I. dominate every game he played.

Now that Allen is coming back, I can’t help but be excited. In my mind I keep telling myself this might not be the best decision, seeing as they have young talent at guard and Iverson has been considered a cancer since leaving the city. However, the sight of him back in a Philly uniform makes me want to turn on my television. In order to make this team a true contender again, I have decided to start a group demanding the Sixers bring back another former star...Reggie Evans!!

Last year I had the fortunate experience of being invited to work out with the 76ers. I had worked out with them earlier in the summer and had impressed enough to be invited back a few weeks before training camp. After the first workout I was flying pretty high. I felt I had done well and was really developing as a player. I was certain that with my improvements I could get a job anywhere in Europe.

Flash forward a month… while still waiting for said European contract, my agent called me THE NIGHT BEFORE telling me that I had a workout again. I had not played against NBA talent since my last workout, but I was still confident going in. I knew I was a good player and knew I was in shape. Then in walked Reggie Evans. Now I know what you are thinking…"Reggie Evans??!! But he’s not good!" Well…

A. Are you trying to make me cry?!! Thanks! I think I just died a little inside…
B. You don’t know how tough this guy is until he’s attached to your hip all game long.

We first started playing some 1-1 with the bigs - no doubt a tough way to start the day, considering my competition. I was in a group with Maurice Speights, Cory Underwood and Elton Brand. I must say I was a little star struck. That usually doesn’t happen to me, but Elton Brand was a hero of mine since his days dominating Cameron Indoor. (I must add that on top of being one of the best players in the NBA, Elton Brand is one of the most professional guys in the game. I was an unheard, unsigned free agent who should have been treated like a nobody. Elton, a two-time NBA All Star, took the time to make me feel welcome and offered me some advice on my game. I don’t think it’s fair how the media has been coming down on him. All things considered, it’s not his fault the organization didn’t change their style of play to better suit his game.)


Man crushes aside, it was shortly after the 1-1 games that we separated into teams and played.

And there was Reggie.

Now, I have played some strong people and I have played some quick people, but I have never played anyone as strong and as quick as him. No matter where I went, he was there. If I ran the floor. he was running next to me. If I made a post move, he was doing everything he could to stop me. I felt like I was playing in the NBA Finals. But that is Reggie. Guys like that will always have a place in the league. They out-work everyone, they out-hustle everyone and they out-rebound everyone.

Unfortunately for me, this is the man standing between me and a roster spot for the 76ers. I am guessing since I am writing a blog about waiting to go play basketball, you figured out the outcome that day. I can’t help but thinking that my road to the NBA could have been a little easier had Reggie been caught in traffic that morning.

I walked out of the gym that day with a better understanding of hard work, and about a dozen or so deep lacerations all over my arms and chest, courtesy of Reggie. The most frustrating thing about the day is that I got a lot better. I learned a lot from both Reggie and Elton - things that I have worked hard on incorporating into my game. Sadly, the only viewers who have seen my newly refined game are the good people of Kosovo. It’s hard to imagine being on the borderline of the NBA and not getting a job anywhere in the world. Something is going to change in my life in the next few weeks. That’s a promise...

You can read more of Kevin Owens' reflections on his ongoing career at his blog, Waiting for Godunk.

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Friday, May 1, 2009

@DwightHoward Loves Him Some Ivan Putski

Having been suspended for last night's series-clinching game against the 76ers, Orlando's Superman Dwight Howard was "Tweeting on" his Magic teammates like a schoolgirl, while showing his affection for former WWF Tag Team Champion Ivan Putski:


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Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Jayson Williams to Use Mark Furhman Defense

According to the AP via Philly.com, based on an appellate court decision, former NBA "star" Jayson Williams "can use details about a racial slur uttered by an investigator in the manslaughter case" against him.
Williams was acquitted of aggravated manslaughter in 2004 but convicted on four counts of trying to cover up the 2002 shooting of a hired driver at Williams' Hunterdon County mansion. The jury deadlocked on a reckless manslaughter count...

The appeals court rejected prosecutors' arguments that the documents were irrelevant to Williams' pending retrial since the officer wasn't scheduled to testify and the information couldn't be used to attack his credibility...

The dispute over the slur has caused Williams' retrial, originally scheduled for January, to be pushed back.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Crazy 8's

Today, our buddy Joe Student at PhillyEDGE asked some are bloggers to choose their favorite #8 in Philly sports history: "We’re going to get all WIP and ask a few notable (read: some people we know) to blog about their choice of the Philly athlete they feel has been the greatest to wear jersey No. 8 for a Philly team. (There are more than you think – the Sixers alone have several guys we’ve completely forgotten.)"

Forgettable, indeed.

I would have loved to have gone with Juan Samuel. He was one of my favorite players growing up.

But when Joe hit up Bully Dave Schultz as his pick, I knew I not only had to step up my game, but to tap into some championship nostalgia.

So with that, ladies and gentleman, I give you my nominee, from the University of North Carolina and YOUR Philadelphia 76ers #24, Robert Clyde "Bobby" Jones.

#24?

Naturally.

2x4=8.

Crazy, right?

Gets better.

According to NBA.com, with the 76ers, he totaled 6,585 points and 2,942 rebounds.

6+5+8+5 = 24.

And as we've already calculated, 2x4=8.

Crazy.

But wait.

2+9+4+2=17.

Unless my abacus is malfunctioning, 1+7=8.

Craaaaaaazeeeeee.

What isn't crazy though is the intensity and integrity with which Jones played the game.

One of the greatest defenders of his era, and a member of the city's last major championship team, Jones was NBA Sixth Man Award winner in that magical year of 1983, an 8-time NBA All-Defensive first team, NBA All-Defensive second team in 1985, a silver medalist in the '72 Olympics and a 4-time NBA All-Star.

He also is in the all-time top 5 leaders on the Sixers in PLAYOFF games, minutes, offensive boards, defensive boards, steals and blocks.

Making him, in my mind, one of the best players the city had seen in the woeful decade of the 19...wait for it...80's.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Elton Brand spurns Baron, heads to Sixers

I know most of the folks at HHR are estatic that Elton Brand pulled the old switcheroo on Baron Davis and signed a nice little 5-year, 82 million dollar contract. I got no problem with Brand heading back to the East (he is from Peeksill, NY...not to be confused with the Catskill and their animal farms), but the way in which it was done is a little jarring.

Brand has built a solid reputation as Mr. Good Guy. He stayed with the Clippers longer than anyone else would or should, and then it even appeared he had formed a plan with pal Baron Davis to make the Clips a power. B-Diddy went first- much to the chagrin of my friend Drew (a Warriors lifer) - and then Brand was to follow suit. But then a funny thing happened on the way to the Forum (now Staples Center)...he bounced.

Kind of reminds me of when you go out to eat with a friend and you guys agree to split an appetizer, "yeah dude- let's do the nachos." Then as soon as the waitress shows up and your friend says we're gonna get the nachos, then you go and say, "Nah, let me get a cheeseburger." It's kind of like that, only that doesn't involve 82 million dollars.

Anyway good luck Brand, it's only a matter of time before the Knicks are back in front anyway. And by "matter of time" I mean 7-10 years.

-posted by Cadillac Mescale

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Get Along 76ers

Charles Barkley dissed Larry Bird
Get along 76ers
Dr. J! Moses Malone

Get along 76ers
Jerry Stackhouse and Iverson...

SIXERS ASK FANS TO PROPERLY CALL “SCHUYLKILL” BY IT’S REAL NAME (“I-76”) AND ADD “ERS” TO THE END FOR FIRST WEEK OF PLAYOFFS

From Sixers.com:
As the Philadelphia 76ers continue their National Basketball Association Playoffs series against the Detroit Pistons, the team is requesting that travelers in the Greater Philadelphia Region refer to the Schuylkill Expressway by its proper name (I-76) and add "ers" to the end. The team hopes this will spread and people will immediately begin calling the popularly traveled highway "I-76ers."
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Thursday, March 20, 2008

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AI's Return Not All Warm & Fuzzy

Despite the thunderous ovation for the return of Allen Iverson to the City of Brotherly Love, not all fans were happy to see the All-Star guard back at the Wachovia Center. Or at least the weren't happy to see his mother.

According to ESPN's Chris Sheridan, some fans took to heckling Mrs. AI, which lead to an altercation followed by a "very large, very angry man" being ejected:

It was a night when Iverson played for the present but opened up about the past, expressing his regret and embarrassment over some of the episodes that discolored his 10-plus years in Philadelphia. And the night included a little extracurricular Iverson-related excitement, too, as a scuffle broke out involving Iverson's friends who were sitting along the second row of the baseline seats near the Denver bench.

The altercation appeared to begin when someone pushed or jostled Iverson's mother as the game was in its final minute and the entire sellout crowd was on its feet. Iverson's friends refused security guards' orders to leave the arena after the fight, which resulted in one very large, very angry man being escorted away with a very large tear in his shirt. But it was all over in time for Iverson's friends to see him get a chance to tie the game or win it.

Lesson learned. You want to get rid of AI's posse, you heckle AI's mommy.

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Photo: Jesse D. Garrabrant/NBAE via Getty Images via 700 Level


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Friday, February 8, 2008

Mo Cheeks vs. The Gout

Uric acid build-up, nor lack of footwear can stop Mo from coaching the 76ers to another sub-.500 season.

If he can withstand the pain of watching the Sixers up-close and personal each game, he can certainly muster enough strength to combat the gout.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

82-83 Sixers Championship 25th Anniversary


The 700 Level posts some links to 76er video highlights that make me remember the days my uncle would buy tickets in the very last row of the Spectrum so that we could watch Doc and company.


For a second I was tempted to get some tickets, if for no other reason, Mo Cheeks is roaming the bench.

Since that's probably not going to happen, I instead downloaded G. Love & Special Sauce's I-76.

Charles Barkley dissed Larry Bird.