

Stern has been unable to accomplish on TV broadcasts. What the former did to renew the pure sport of basketball in my eyes, the latter did to revive the moribund NBA through a killer blend of fun and challenging gameplay at least rooted in the real thing and an unprecedented show of glitz that even Mr. The second came just these past two weeks, when I spent a great deal of time with EA Sports' NBA Live 2000. The first salvo was fired by High Voltage and Microsoft when the two teamed up to release the truly excellent NBA Inside Drive 2000 late last summer.

Now, thanks to two very good PC games, I might have to rethink that approach. Seeing this ignored, first by the marketers, then by the spoiled brat new generation of players, turned the NBA into an afterthought. Everyone on the floor has a crucial role to play. David Stern and his "market the stars, screw the game" approach left me cold. Ah, where have you gone, Maurice Cheeks?įor the past decade, however, the NBA and I have been estranged. Seeing Kareem and my beloved Lakers take on the likes of the Elvin Hayes-led Rockets and the Julius Erving-helmed Sixers. A teenager tuning in to tape-delayed (damn you, CBS!) NBA playoff broadcasts late at night, keeping the volume on the old black-and-white 14-incher in my bedroom down low so my parents couldn't hear. It's almost twenty years ago now, but I remember like it was yesterday.
