As far as one hit wonders go in the Association, my boy AUSTIN CROSHERE is right up there with PENNY HARDAWAY for the unfulfilled potential award. This dude was the second coming of LARRY BIRD before he fell off the map.
My high school buddy JEFF lives in the A.T.L. and his son digs CROSHERE’s game from downtown. So being the kind of dad that we all grew up with he decided to take his son to a Hawks’ game when the Pacers were in town.
I don’t give JEFF credit for scoring the great seats since the Hawks suck so bad I wouldn’t be surprised if they asked him to play. I give JEFF props for finding an AUSTIN CROSHERE jersey that could fit his son.
I was secretly rooting for the Pacers to win this series because your boy CROSHERE was such a cool dude.
Cute… I’m going to find some old photos of me as a late ’70s fan of the Washington Diplomats in the North American Soccer League. (We hated the Cosmos.) That’s right, I was a fan of a team nicknamed “The Dips.”
That is pretty cool…how come that never happens at Ravens games when I dress up like a cheerleader?