Stephen Jackson has been released by the San Antonio Spurs. We'll miss you, Captain Jack.
Spurs veteran wing Stephen Jackson suffered a bizarre injury at Madison Square Garden tonight when he appeared to trip over a courtside waitress in the first quarter of San Antonio's bout with the Knicks. Even stranger, it appears the waitress was serving Mayor Bloomberg himself. Of course, we have to ask if…
On Friday night, Thunder forward Serge Ibaka and Lakers forward/crazy person Metta World Peace got into a bit of a tussle. Immediately after the game, Spurs swingman Stephen Jackson sent out the following, since-deleted tweet:
It's been a rough day and a half for Kendrick Perkins. First, on a Thursday night when the locked-out Oklahoma City Thunder big man was slated to host former Celtics teammate Rajon Rondo "at an autograph signing at the Mid County Chick-Fil-A restaurant ... to help raise money for the Port Arthur Lincoln Alumni…
Because no one reads the newspaper, and SportsCenter's anchors are too perky for this early in the morning, Deadspin combs the best of the broadsheets and internets to bring you everything you need to know to start your day.
Because no one reads the newspaper, and SportsCenter's anchors are too perky for this early in the morning, Deadspin combs the best of the broadsheets and the blogosphere to bring you everything you need to know to start your day.
If the Warriors' Stephen Jackson is Bruce Leroy, the mystical martial artist who possesses "the glow," then who is the evil Sho'nuff, the Shogun of Harlem?
In looking at this picture of a gangsta-casual Stephen Jackson swigging from a Belvedere bottle at a party, it's impossible not to worry about the potential repercussions he'll have to endure once this photo hit the web. Because, remember what happened to the last person who took decided that aggressively chugging…
Even Ron Artest was better, though only at hip-hop, not randomly leveling strangers in the crowd.
Every two weeks, the gents at Free Darko will be taking a look at the deranged ecosystem that is the National Basketball Association in their own indelible fashion. Here's this week's entry, from Bethlehem Shoals.
This is an interesting way to end the blogging day: Ron Artest and Stephen Jackson were just suspended by the NBA for the first seven games of next season. Yes, you read that correctly: next season.
Seems like there are a lot of scuffles outside of nightclubs these days. And more and more, it seems like these scuffles are accompanied by someone pulling out a gun and shooting it into the air ... because nothing defuses a situation better than spontaneous gunfire.
It's hard out there for an athlete; they face all sorts of dangers that the rest of us mere mortals don't need to fret about it. This is probably why they're all packing heat.
So, you know how the Indiana Pacers have been trying to change their image and become more fan-friendly and less, uh, crime-y?
All right, we've avoided this long enough: We now have to acknowledge this whole NBA dress code thing. What sparked us into action? Why, Mark Cuban, of course, who addresses the "controversy on his blog. His take: It's a matter of owners not knowing how to relate to their players, which is a shock to us, really.…
We know it's amazing that sports have been able to continue in the 10 months since the Pistons-Pacers brawl at The Palace in Detroit, but somehow, someway, athletic endeavors have been able to stagger on. In another example of the brutal ramifications of the actions of everyone involved, the three Pacers in the…