Good things, man. Good Things.
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by Editoratlegendofcecilioguante
Originally published on my blog, The Legend of Cecilio Guante, here.
Back when I started this thing a few weeks ago, I promised to harken back to the glory days. You know...like, the '80s and '90s. When sports were...I don't know...different.
Anyway, once in a while something happens that just reminds you of a moment, character or event in time that needs to be proactively re-surfaced. And, so it began about a week ago.
At work, I'm lucky enough to spend my time talking and thinking about sports (it's a hard knock life...). Anyway, I ain't that old...but compared to some of my colleagues...well, I'm real old. And I had the opportunity to have that point driven home. You've had those moments, right? When you realize you're a good deal older than some of your peers? Yep, that was me.
I was talking about Mars Blackmon. And I was getting blank stares. Expressionless faces devoid of any sort of recognition whatsoever. I looked at them incredulously and started digging myself into a deeper hole. "Mars Blackmon?" "Air Jordan?" "Sitting on top of the chain-link net basket?" "It's gotta be the shoes?" "Wait, You've never heard that expression?" I was momentarily dumfounded. At first it was cause for depression, that cultural icons of the sports commercial world had gone unnoticed by Gen Y, but then I accepted it. And, finally, I embraced it. This was an educational opportunity.
If they didn't know Mars, did they know Lil' Penny? Chances are they wouldn't remember Dennis Hopper as the crazy ref for Nike, either. Let alone Bruce Smith. How about Terry Tate, Office Linebacker? C'mmmmon, we're talking five years ago now. Anyway, it caused me to dig through the archives and walk down memory lane a bit on their behalf. Here are a few I'd remembered well.
The nearly four-minute version of Terry Tate. Includes return from knee-injury, rehab, etc. Great stuff.
Lil' Penny with Nick Anderson and big Penny...all watching a "Griffey for President" commercial.
Lil' Penny and Tyra Banks give a different take on the Jordan slow-mo.
Mars. It's gotta be the shoes. Do you know, do you know, do you know?
By the way, completely off-topic. This has nothing to do with made-up people. But check out Steph and Garnett. I remember this, too. Hilarious. Marbury and Garnett led the T-Wolves to the playoffs 10 years ago. Wow.
Anyway, always fun to reminisce about past commercial personalities. It's a card both Nike and Reebok played well. Personally, I wouldn't mind another Lil' Penny or Mars to brighten up the sports commercial landscape. Can do without the " head ball coach," thank you kindly.
