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76ers' Sunday Morning Shootaround: The Sneaker Edition

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In this edition of the Sunday Morning Shootaround, we say goodbye to Nick Young, review Magna Carta Holy Grail, and recap a weekend during which Evan Turner encountered something more broken than his jumper.

Nick Young has more sneakers than you do.
Nick Young has more sneakers than you do.

Exclusive video footage exists of our very own Dave Rueter judging the 2013 Sprite Slam Dunk Showdown. In a controversial decision, Air Kodiak took home the crown, $2,500 and a lifetime supply of Sprite Zero. Nothing for nothing, Mr. Kodiak (government name: Jordan Kilganon) is a pretty good dunker, but he's Canadian, and that alone should have disqualified him.

On to more important things: Please note that unlike Dawkins, Rueter wore the Sprite-approved "Staff" shirt so that he could show off his 24-inch pythons. And it should be pointed out that the official video recap of the event edited out our favorite Sixers' historian. So, for any of you out there who plan to judge dunk contests in the future, make sure you do obnoxious things (see Cliff Levingston and Jerome "Junk Yard Dog" Williams) if you don't want to end up on the cutting room floor.


It's always a great time whenever the band gets back together, and Sixers past and present linked up last weekend at the wedding of Jrue Holiday and U.S. womens' soccer star Lauren Cheney.

Holiday and Cheney are a good-looking couple that will almost certainly crank out super-athletic kids in the near future (the "Tank for Holiday Jr." campaign has already begun). But the best part about last Sunday's event is the fact that EVAN TURNER'S LIMO BROKE DOWN ON THE WAY TO THE CEREMONY.

Correction: It didn't actually break down, but rather "caught smoke." Whatever that means. And even though Instagram video is the devil, Turner's roadside reports with Andre Iguodala were pure gold. For a good three seconds, I wished that Iguodala was back on the team again. Then I watched this clip of Aaron Gordon and snapped back to reality.


The problem with the tweet above is that the game - unlike the Sixers' other summer league contests - wasn't on NBA TV. It was an honest mistake, but as Ronald Reagan once taught us, "trust but verify.

Fortunately (?), the game was only available on NBA League Pass Broadband. Being the basketball junkie that he is, Derek Bodner offered to watch the game and post a recap for LB. The following is a direct quote from Mr. Bodner:

"This is the worst game I've ever seen in my life."

Fortunately (?), the Sixers beat the Nets 89-86 to capture 9th place in the Orlando Summer League. Sadly, there was no confetti anywhere to be found following the victory.


(I'll refrain from making the obvious joke about how Nick Young's new jersey number will equal his assist total for next season.)

Like many here at Liberty Ballers, I'm going to miss Swaggy P. More than anything, the man was a constant source of material for the Sunday Morning Shootaround, and I doubt Arsalan Kazemi will be able to fill the void.

So, unless he's granted some sort of blog version of the "mid-level exception", this is probably one of the final times you'll see Young grace the pages of this site. And as expected, he went out with a bang...

Do yourself a favor and watch this tour of Swaggy's sneaker collection (complete with an appearance by Big Meat aka "The Shoekeeper"). My favorite part of the clip is at the 3:08 mark when the host asks Nick to show him something that no one else has in their shoe closet.


At the 8:25 mark, Swaggy P breaks out a pair of Kobes that he wore when he dropped 30 points on the Lakers back on December 16. After the game, Young claims that Bryant told him to come to the Lakers. That, kids, is what we call foreshadowing.

Missing you already, Nick. If you want me to pack your PODS for you, just let me know.


Music, like any other art form, is largely subjective: What sounds good to one person doesn't necessarily resonate with another.

Of course, that doesn't stop a large segment of the population from taking shots at people who don't appreciate the same music that they do. Let's be clear: Not liking Jay-Z's "Magna Carta Holy Grail" doesn't mean that someone has an "average mind", and enjoying it doesn't make one a Jay-Z "stan", either.

Personally, I like the album. I don't love it as much as some do, and if someone told me that they flat-out hated it, I can understand why.

Is it disappointing in some ways? Yes. But there are still a few tracks that go hard in the paint. And every time "Tom Ford" comes on, I play the song at a ridiculous volume while imagining myself spraying champagne all over the V.I.P. area of some fictitious club.

(In case you were wondering, the champagne in question would be Andre - I couldn't justify the expense of wasting Veuve Clicquot in such a manner, especially with bottle service being as expensive as it is).

There is one thing that we can all agree on, however: The beats on MCHG are ridiculous. In fact, they're so good that you could give them to Wale, and he could almost make a semi-competent album.


There's really no context for this picture - I only posted it because I get a kick out of it. However, it makes me sad when I think about the fact that Pavorsky has accomplished more at 16 than I did when I was twice his age. Pardon me for a moment... I'm going to go watch "Requiem for a Dream" now to cheer myself up.