2010 wrote:Thinking about how these transplants and corporate heads who move here for jobs have overran MSG and diluted the
World's Most Famous Arena and turned our once feared homecourt advantage into a neutral "class-act" zone that merely appreciates NBA basketball by doing chit like cheering for opposing players.
This has me thinking...imagine if the Knicks offered a night for *real* New Yorkers. The ones who understand the culture called and pulse of the 4 boroughs - not just Manhattan - and called it
NYC NIGHT.
• You need to show your birth certificate to get in on NYC Night.
• Or you need to pass a
"growing up in NYC" trivia to be able to get in on NYC Night.
Here's the first test question:
(let's have some fun on a Friday and run wit this...)
born in harlem hospital. raised in central harlem. st. nick projects and later moved to the 130s on 7th.
was the strivers row
champ, son. (no, it wasn't a league. just all the kids from the block knew what i was about.

)
g. dep is a close family friend. grew up with charlie clips. big l inspired me to rap when i was younger. gave advice and support. very nice dude who never fronted on the little ones on the block even when he was blowing up. i cried when he died. in retrospect, being too accessible probably cost him his life.
worked at XXL for 4 years.
all the "spanish girls" at riverbank loved me like i'm aventura. maybe fulanito back then.

totally called the "purple haze" from "up the hill" from the dominicans was really reggie bush sprayed down with 409.

when they got busted i told all my haze head friends they were roach spray heads. (why is it sparklin?)
i'm royalty in ANY jamaican restaurant in harlem or the bronx. my face a coupon. can't say why.

trying to think of more.