Every time you come around my city Bling Bling. #NBAPLAYOFFS
Owner Mikhail Prokhorov’s representatives told BuzzFeed News that, despite reports, “nothing was imminent” when it came to unloading the NBA franchise.
Security guards at Madison Square Garden carried Jeffrey Gamblero out of the Nets-Knicks game without his prosthetic leg.
In a heartfelt column for Sports Illustrated, the 35-year-old center announced his intent to retire during Wednesday’s Bucks versus Nets game.
As though nothing about today was any different.
“I don’t really have time to think about history right now,” Collins said before the game.
The 35-year-old Collins will sign a 10-day contract and be in uniform by Sunday night.
From Russell Westbrook palling around with Anna Wintour to the Brothers Plumlee getting lots of confused stares because no one knew who were they were.
The Nets are coming to your town with a whole barrel of STORYLINES.
Why hiring Jason Kidd as coach fits into Mikhail Prokhorov’s strategy of continuously making the biggest splash possible.
As it pertains to the Brooklyn Nets.
Mirza, buddy — you’ve got other things to worry about.
White House press secretary Jay Carney responded today to a question about a Jay-Z lyric involving President Obama from the rapper’s Brooklyn Nets diss track. As this exclusive transcript indicates, it was not the session’s only musical digression.
Dude, you do not have my sympathy.
On a diss track called “Open Letter.” Hov takes on the politicians who’ve been getting fussy over his trip to Cuba with Beyoncé, and those upset with him selling off his minority share of the Nets.
This is what happens when you stake your personality on one-fifteenth of one percent.
RIP @Nets_PR. You were too beautiful for this world.
Thank you, Gerald Wallace. Thank you.
Brook Lopez is already the better basketball-playing Lopez, and he had to rub it in by jamming all over twin bro Robin.
Well done, guys. Well done.
One is good, but two is better, especially when both shots are of the “how the hell did he do that” variety.
So it’s almost like the Nets won something.
“This might be a record!” the announcers say. They don’t mean a good record.
The type you passed out in elementary school to everyone. Bravo, Andray Blatche.
This sums it up. Alternate title: “The Ballad of Deron Williams.”
“I’m sorry are [sic] best players couldn’t make open shots. Yeah that’s my dads fault totally…”