Tweet of the Night: NBA Game Time Crew Gets Down On Diesel’s Dunks

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Diesel's Top 10

A great many people in this world dislike, perhaps even loathe, their jobs. Some people enjoy their jobs; some enjoy them a little too much.

Around the NBA, the latter is far too common—especially among those who work for NBA Game Time on NBA TV.

In anticipation for Diesel’s Dunks, the top-10 dunks of the week segment, hosts Shaquille O’Neal, Dennis Scott and Vince Cellini seemed to be having a blast off camera—as can be seen from their Instagram videos. 

NOLA Nightlife at All-Star Weekend — Insider’s Diary


2014 NBA All-Star Game LogoNBA All Star weekend never fails to disappoint with its fair share of shenanigans. Whether it was the snow holding half the TNT staff hostage at Atlanta-Hartsfield airport or Kevin Hart swearing that if he won the MVP award for the 3rd time at the Celebrity game, he’d strip naked and do wind sprints, the parties are only HALF the fun that is NBA All Star Weekend. It’s an honor to get to GO, let alone be responsible for the Party Circuit Report.

Due to inclement weather, (aka Snowmageddon 2014), my accommodations changed from the JW Marriott with the TNT staff to the REGULAR New Orleans Marriott (the media & NBA Legends hotel) across the street. I can’t lie. We have had nothing but fun since we set foot in this place and the lobby bar is always hoppin’ with old timers, media types like myself that keep the martinis flowing and the bartenders busy and busting with laughter over stories. Strangely, my story of SnowMageddon 2010 when we all had to get to DALLAS which I aptly titled Ain’t Snow Stoppin Us Now has made the rounds, and we have all come to agree that this is SnowMageddon 2.0 considering the drama that has ensued to get the band back together.

Friday Night: Cannon Ball

The Annual Kenny “The Jet” Smith All Star Bash DID NOT disappoint, as per usual. Held at The Metropolitan Club (310 Andrew Higgins Drive), the theme of the party was “grown sexy” (which seems to be the latest and greatest phrase to come along in a long while and was seemingly crafted by The Bachelor “winner’ and now WIFE, Catherine Guidici-Lowe) and looking around the room, there certainly were a lot of people who took that concept to heart when getting dressed for this party.

Nick Cannon was KILLING IT on the 1′s and 2′s, as you will see below, and even Shaq jumped in for a few seconds to strap on the headphones and scratch up a few records. Unfortunately I did NOT get footage of Shaq jumping in to DJ a few songs (SO SORRY!), but I DO have one of him in Vegas during All Star Weekend 2007 at the House of Blues. I’ll dig that up out of the archives for a Throwback Thursday coming soon :-) Here’s a little taste of THAT night.


My pseudo companion for the evening was my good friend Baron Davis, who I ran into walking INTO the party, and a few friends I met along the way at dinner at Palace Cafe 50 yards from my hotel (after having run into LaMarcus Aldridge AND Jemele Hill while trying to finish my meal in peace and hit on the cute bartender. Shout out to Chad!).

We arrived at about midnight after attempting to get a cab for 20 minutes (seriously, we could’ve WALKED in the time it took to get the stupid cab) to go not even 2 miles from my hotel. Unfortunately that meant we had to blow off the “Tip Off Party” thrown by the NBA at the Bud Light District BUT it was WELLLLLLLL worth it.

No food was served and the bar wasn’t free but the music was loud (hence my complete lack of voice the following day) and BUMPIN. The era of the night seemed to be centered around late 90′s to early 2000′s hip hop. Think Bay Area rappers and songs like “Back That Thing Up” and Paperboy’s “Ditty” and you have the makings of a “Shake It Fast, Show Me Whatcha Workin With” kinda party….. which is exactly what it turned out to be.

I ran into the lovely Sage Steele from ESPN at the bar as well as The Leglers (Tim & his beautiful, fabulous wife Christina) as well as Mark Spears from Yahoo, David Aldridge, Jared Zwerling from Bleacher Report (an old friend of our editor-in-chief, Mr. Sheridan), and of course, our host, Kenny “The Jet ” Smith and his lovely wife, Gwen, who is drop dead gorgeous, by the way.

Friday night also featured the “Secret So Big They Have To Text You The Location At The Last Minute” Nike/Jordan party. Needless to say I didn’t not attend that because I was having far too much fun at Kenny’s shindig but I did see some pictures and hear some stories from some of the invitees. Apparently it was in some mansion waaaaay outside of town that they’d “converted”. Not sure what that MEANS but there was food and of COURSE, an open bar. It was veritable who’s who in celebrity and sports. I think I’m going to have to make it my personal quest for next year to get closer to Mikey Nike so I can get on this exclusive list.

All Star Saturday Night: Up Jumped The Boogie

The Adidas Party was jumping at the House of Blues and they were having 2 Chainz & Pusha T performing. Nothing special, to be real honest with you. LaMarcus Aldridge was in attendance, as was John Wall….and speaking of him…

Just when you thought he brought the house DOWN with that last dunk, across the parking lot of “Smoothie King Arena” (I still have a hard time saying that) the house was going UP in order to accommodate the Annual TNT Bash. What can I say but that this party was PANDEMONIUM. I used to have a saying during and after Dallas All Star Weekend in 2010: “Ain’t No Party Like The ESPN Party”. Well, guess what Worldwide Leader, you have been OFFICIALLY REPLACED.

Those of you who follow me on Twitter and Instagram (@ThatSportsBabe & ThatSportsBabe) saw my running commentary of all things this weekend but for those of you who weren’t dialed in, I want to try to give you the best virtual experience you could possibly have.

The Annual TNT Bash is USUALLY held at the House Of Blues but this year, they opted to go with this self-made party depot called “The Bud Light District.” (The Benson’s, owners of The New Orleans Pelicans, also put together a nice welcoming party for us there on Thursday night but unfortunately I didn’t make it due to my late arrival).

The Bud Light District LITERALLY is this GIGANTIC 2-story tented make-shift mega-club with 6 bars (7 if you count the one Charles Barkley reserved strictly for himself and his friends in the upstairs corner, LOL), 2 entirely separate rooms bridged together by archway, multiple areas carved out for VIP couches/table seating and a beautiful grand staircase that you never would believe was actually the same type of material they use for risers at a Pop Warner football game. Check it out:


Myself and buddy Lemont Williams from Comcast Sportsnet Southwest had a little trouble getting into the party because I was told I would be “on the list”. Turns out, there was no list and there were actual tickets handed out to this festivus for the rest of us and I couldn’t for the life of me get ahold of my TNT contact to rectify the situation.

ENTER: Wolf Blitzer.

Now, once again I reference Dallas All Star Weekend 2010 in saying that this is when I first MET Wolf. Jemele Hill of ESPN introduced us and we became fast friends. SO MUCH SO that when I saw him in the stands at Jerry World (aka Cowboy Stadium) and I had a hot dog that he wanted a bite of, I obliged. He liked it so much and was complaining of the egregious lines for food (what are ya gonna do? There was 100,000 people there!) that I GAVE HIM my hot dog. Well, god bless him, HE NEVER FORGOT THAT, said he “owed me for that gesture” and whipped out two tickets to this shindig and suddenly I was his “+1″.

You could hear the music from a block away (Kid Rock’s “Cowboy”) but I thought it was just a DJ…..until I walked in and my eyes just about popped outta my head. IT WAS THE REAL KID ROCK UP THERE ON STAGE…..and he was belting it out like it was his last day on earth (or he needed everyone to remember this party the next time he decided to tour so that they’d PAY to come SEE him LOL). Seriously, he went Steven Tyler on this performance.


When it got REAL crazy was when he busted out his hit “Bawitaba”. There were 45 year old KIA executives head-bopping to this high-energy/half-heavy-metal song. LOVED IT. It was absolutely my favorite song of the night. Check it out.


And then of course there was Sweet Home Alabama, a tribute to Charles Barkley’s home state.


I would say there was easily 700 people there at that very moment. By the end of the night after talking to our lovely caterer Vanessa, who was kind enough to guard my backpack with laptop and accessories, she said she thought that about 1100 people had slipped in and out of the facilities between the time the party started at about 10:30 til about 3:30am when we were walking out the door. I took that opportunity to snag a couple of quick pictures of the FOOD they were serving in our VIP area and yes, you see that right, CHICKEN AND WAFFLES, baby. It was a chicken strip wrapped in a mini-eggo, glazed with syrup and then quickly deep fried. I could’ve eaten those for DAYS. The little balls were andoullie sausage and rice balls deep fried. The rest speaks for itself. Check it out below.









I made the rounds to say hi to some of the KIA execs (hey Dennis Flaherty & Jesse Herrera who kept me in cocktails and cuisine throughout the evening!), ran into Adam Silver who gave me a check peck, wished me a Happy Valentine’s Day & we talked about how great the party was on the stairs as he was going down and I was going up. I said “This is AMAZING”. His response: “Well for what it cost…..” Yeah, I can only IMAGINE. We wished each other well and I wished him an exciting rest of the weekend with his girlfriend and made my way to find my TNT fam.

I caught up with David Aldridge, Steve Smitty Smith, Grant Hill and of course, Chuck and Deezy, the Dynamic Duo. Just as Kid Rock started to wrap it up, I made my way over to plop down for a few on one of the incredibly comfortable couches and chairs that they had set up as if this really were an actual club. Rita Benson LeBlanc came over to give me a hug and say goodbye and “wish [my] footsies well after a night like this.”

She didn’t even know the half of it…..because we had yet to even BEGIN to bring this man-made house tent down.

Now, I am great friends with Charles Barkley and even BETTER friends with Dennis Scott. Say what you will about Deezy, his grumpy days are behind him and he is an INCREDIBLY fun person to hang out with and always gives me sage advice, huge hugs and is a killer dance partner (although I swear he only has about 3 moves LOL) . Today’s lesson was, of course, foot relief for when I got outta my dancing shoes. An “old trick we old heads pull out from time to time after a pick up game.” I was told to order an extra ice bucket from room service and put my feet in them and then pour the ice over it. “It’ll help with the tissue breakdown and swelling pain from the humidity that you’re not used to and your arches from those damn stilettos, girl!” Yeah, gotta love Deezy. I DO call him Big Papa when it comes to stuff like that.

Chuck took that moment of us talking to disappear suddenly and you can know that means only one thing: Turrrible TROUBLE. Chuck is like a 5 year old when he drinks. You need to watch him constantly or he WILL wander into traffic …or in this case: THE DJ BOOTH.


We all know Chuck is from Alabama and earlier, as you saw, Kid Rock sang Sweet Home Alabama and gave him a shout-out to his section up above the stage but apparently Chuck wasn’t done hearing it just one last time:


I went downstairs to get some more food and cocktails and the next thing I know, both Chuck AND Deezy are in the DJ Booth and it’s getting downright WILD despite some of the crowd dissipating a bit after Kid Rock had wrapped.


As crazy as these two maniacs are, I love them more than life itself. They are seriously like a real life Laurel and Hardy if you hang out with them. (True story: I HAVE actually said “Wait a second, who’s on first? What the hell are you two talking about?” to them a few years back when we were hanging out in Orlando). Now Laurel, that would be Charles now that he’s knocked a few pounds off (Sorry Deez!!!!) decided to push the DJ aside and get on the 1′s and 2′s while Hardy played choir director. It was the Church of Chuck and Deezy and EVERYBODY was feelin it.


They went on to do a couple more of these laryngitis-filled karaoke sets and then Deezy came down off the stage to dance with ME to Bruno Mars “Treasure” and a few others. (Yeah, no video on that one, guys. Sorry! Had my hands full!)

At that point, the evening started to wind down and I managed to sneak away with some leftovers that I’d been nibbling on all night from the VIP area we were allowed access to, thanks again to Wolf Blitzer. I guess our friendship will always be based upon FOOD somehow.

I went to grab my shoes and bag in the other room and use the ladies room (which was a TRAILER on wheels….not a port-a-potty….an ACTUAL bathroom made from a trailer) as Deezy said that we were all “bouncing” and when I got back, Chuck gave the last shout out of the night to all his haters and his fans. Ya can’t help but laugh at this:


Walking out we realized it was damn near 4am and we were actually all proud of each other for hanging in there as long as we did. I was told by Chuck that “Girl you prolly out like this 3x a week in Vegas and if you not, you OUTTA be.”. Deezy gave me a big hug and said “You keep us young, baby girl. Get home safe and get some sleep for the brunch tomorrow.”

Oh yeah…. Legends Brunch was in the SIX HOURS. D’oh!!!! How am I gonna pull THIS OFF!?


Sunday: Brunchin’ And Ballin’

This was my first Legends Brunch and I really had it in my head that it was this intimate like 100 person thing. Oh no. I dragged my sorry self outta bed, threw on a Balenciaga pantsuit and heels (despite my foot cure from Deezy, they were still not yet NEAR repaired) and got myself on over there.

What I THOUGHT would be a (roughly) 100 person affair turned out to be a TWELVE hundred person extravaganza celebrating legends in the NBA abound and a special tribute to the legend of ALL legends, 11 time champion and 12 time All-Star, Bill Russell, who was celebrating his 80th birthday this past week on February 12th.

Let’s just stop for a second and acknowledge that. Bill Russell….the GREAT, AMAZING Bill Russell….is 80.


Before we got to that though, we noshed on everything from chicken sausage, fruit smoked bacon, scrambled eggs, muffins, shrimp and grits, mashed potatoes, parfait and baby cheesecakes, just to name a few….and of course there were mimosas. I mean, cmon son. I think I caught Moses Malone more than a FEW times picking up a few.

I will save the video I have from the brunch, as I was literally, at one point, nodding off because I was just so worn down but you WILL be able to catch the entire broadcast on TNT shortly and often. One thing I will never forget from that is this: Opening MC, comedian DL Hughley (who I LOVE) saying that he would suggest that the left side of the room “Clear out” when they were to roll out [Bill Russell's] cake with all those candles because “It gonna be hot as hell ova there” from all those candles and that fire goin’. Absolutely epic.


The yearly poem by Ernie Johnson, was, of course, hilarious and THEN there was Shaq who described a situation in which he approached a coach at a very young age with the desire to play professional basketball. When he told the coach how old he was (and his height) he got the response of “you’re WHAT!?!? WAIT..”. Here’s some clips of that:


Sunday night’s game was an exhibition, of course, and Pharrell blew the DOORS off the joint with that opener (someone actually said “If they get Ludacris up there, life as we know it might just end right here and now”. Ha!

We wrapped the night by trying out the Samsung Galaxy Suite IN our media hotel. Open bar, flatbreads, some finger foods, pool tables, MORE battery change out stations and….wait for it……..A POP SHOT. YES. A Pop Shot. I thought the Adidas gifting suite had it goin on when I came in on Friday and they offered me a beer and a place to charge my phone. Yeah…. not even close to this madness. Here are some pictures of the Galaxy Suite to wet your whistle.

Samsung Galaxy Suite 1

Samsung Galaxy Suite 2

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Samsung Galaxy did it up BIG this weekend, so MAJOR shout out to them. Everywhere you went (Jam Session, the game, the events, the TNT party, the media suite), there was a Samsung rep ready to change out your battery for a fresh new 100% ready-to-go one. You have no idea how valuable that was. Honestly, all these videos and pictures were SHOT on my Galaxy Note 3 so if this doesn’t make you want to go out and buy one right now, well then you just can’t be helped. The battery life is amazing but I KILLED IT (literally and physically) taking pictures and video of everything so, OF COURSE, it ran down after a day. I felt like I was either at the Galaxy STATION or manning my phone somewhere in a corner with a charger 30% of the weekend throughout everything. They must have been so sick of me by the end of the weekend. I think we all knew each by name by Saturday. Ha!

When the lounge shut down it became every man for himself and while that SOUNDS GREAT, some of my monkey friends/colleagues should NOT be left to their own devices with Bourbon Street being 2 blocks away. (You know who you are!) We TRIED to all meet UP on Bourbon Street but got separated amongst the chaos. If we weren’t dodging horse poop from the mounted cops, it was chicks stumbling out of bars needing to be held up in order to walk the godforsaken distance to whatever was where they were going to go in order to get “home”.

God Bless ‘em.

My voice may sound like Dikembe Mutumbo and my feet hurt worse than a hooker in heels on the stroll of a New Years Eve in Vegas but we tore NOLA up BIG and even at 35 years old, although I think this trip might have shaved a few years off of my lifespan, it was worth EVERY SINGLE MINUTE.

There’s nothing like being around your friends while getting to do a job you love in the process. This job makes ME happy and the NBA thanked NOLA for making US happy at the end of Sunday night’s game on the Jumbotron which is must-see TV. My only wish I’d gotten the other 10 seconds of it when it started. Thanks for making ME “Happy”, NOLA. I wish we could do it like this every year.


Tweet of the Day: John Hollinger, Dennis Scott ATL Weather Travel Report

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This winter has been disastrous—if you live in the south and are unaccustomed to snow, ice and temperatures below freezing. The polar vortex has been causing cold fronts that have been much more intense than any in recent years past.

Pax, the most recent winter storm to pass through the east coast and make its way to the southern states, has hit hard. There is less snow in some areas than the last storm, but more ice. The ice has caused plenty of problems, from trees toppling over and knocking out power lines and crashing through houses to roads that can be traveled on by way of ice skating.

Bernucca: No extensions will be best thing for Bledsoe, Vasquez


Ryan McDonough GM SunsWhen the deadline for contract extensions came and went Thursday night, point guards Eric Bledsoe and Greivis Vasquez didn’t get paid.

But don’t shed any tears for them. Because when the summer rolls around, they will get their money. And it might be GMs Ryan McDonough of Phoenix and Pete D’Alessandro of Sacramento who are crying.

As reluctant as McDonough and D’Alessandro may have been to pony up for point guards with plenty to prove, they should have done so. Both GMs are relatively young, so they may not remember this commercial from the early 1980s that came with good advice.

You can pay me now, or you can pay me later.

Both GMs chose to potentially pay their players later, and it may cost them millions, given the numbers Bledsoe and Vasquez have a chance to put up this season as they enter a fallow free agent market.

Yes, there’s plenty of big names headed to free agency next summer – Kobe Bryant, LeBron James, Carmelo Anthony, Paul Pierce, Dirk Nowitzki, Dwyane Wade, Luol Deng, Danny Granger, Chris Bosh, Pau Gasol and Zach Randolph, just to name a few.

Notice anything about the guys on that list?

None are point guards.

Here are the best veteran free agent point guards on the market next summer: Mario Chalmers, Devin Harris, Ramon Sessions, Kirk Hinrich, Rodney Stuckey, Steve Blake, Beno Udrih, Luke Ridnour and Kyle Lowry. In addition, Jameer Nelson could be available if Orlando (or another team) buys out his $2 million guarantee for 2014-15. All capable players – with a combined two All-Star berths among them.

Bledsoe turns just 24 next summer and Vasquez will be 27. Even as restricted free agents with shorter resumes, they immediately go to the top of that list.

The Suns snared Bledsoe in the summer, when the Clippers realized they wouldn’t be able to pay him and decided Phoenix Suns vs Maccabi Haifato get something for him now rather than later. Apparently, Clippers GM Gary Sacks has seen the commercial. McDonough smartly saw him as an ideal piece to his rebuilding project in the Valley, a young player with a high ceiling.

But Bledsoe had never been a starter, and McDonough was understandably apprehensive about giving him starter’s money. The GM also had the more established Goran Dragic’s three remaining years as an insurance policy, so he decided not to pull the trigger on a deal that probably would have cost him anywhere from $32 million to $40 million over four years.

Less than 24 hours later, Bledsoe began his salary drive by scoring Phoenix’s final 14 points vs. Utah, including the game-winning 3-pointer in the final second.

The Kings also acquired Vasquez in the summer as part of the sign-and-trade deal that sent Tyreke Evans to New Orleans. Last season – his first as a starter – Vasquez averaged 13.9 points and 9.0 assists. The only point guard with better numbers in both categories was a guy named Chris Paul.

But D’Alessandro had to drop $62 million to extend DeMarcus Cousins, whom new owner Vivek Ranadive anointed as a cornerstone. He also had an insurance policy in point guard Isaiah Thomas and chose not to extend Vasquez, probably at around $10 million per year.

Both GMs can match any offer Bledsoe and Vasquez get from other teams next summer. And there are going to be offers, because plenty of teams need point guards.

Like Toronto, which can let Lowry walk and put some of its young assets in a sign-and-trade.

Or Milwaukee, where Brandon Knight is not the long-term guy. The Bucks can get down to about $48 million if they don’t make a qualifying offer to the immortal Ekpe Udoh.

Or Orlando, which can get to about $34 million by buying out Nelson, declining some options and deciding if they are serious about making Victor Oladipo a point guard.

Want better landing spots? How about Miami, where Norris Cole is the only player on the books right now. The Heat could let Chris Bosh walk and target Bledsoe.

Or New York, where Raymond Felton really isn’t the answer. The Knicks don’t have any room, but that has never Steve Nashstopped them before.

Or Los Angeles, where Steve Nash could be moved into a backup mentor role in the last year of his deal while giving the reins to Vasquez or Bledsoe.

If Bledsoe gets a big offer next summer, McDonough can easily match because he could have as much as $25 million in cap room. But D’Alessandro can only get his payroll down to about $57 million – and that doesn’t factor in Thomas, who will be unrestricted.

In the NBA’s new financial age, teams are more reluctant to commit to long-term deals of any value because of the punitive repeater tax – which is exactly why McDonough should have signed Bledsoe and D’Alessandro should have signed Vasquez.

It’s hard to imagine either player costing less next summer.

TRIVIA: Who is the only active NBA player with championship rings from different teams? Answer below.

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Tweet of the Day: NBA Halloween [2013 Edition]

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Thursday brought with it Halloween, possibly most children’s favorite day of the year.

While it isn’t recognized as a national holiday of any sort—people still have to work and pay taxes, it is a day of fun for nearly everyone.

For most families, this means dressing kids in costumes and parading around the neighborhood searching for candy.

For NBA players (active and retired), it’s no different.