(Okay, so maybe this is not as awesome as the original NBA Jam, but just go with it.)

While I was in Reno for my bowling tournament the other week, Chris drove up from Sactown to hang out, take some pictures from the tournament, and play some bubble hockey. Chris stayed at the Circus Circus hotel and casino. For those not familiar with it, it's the "family-friendly" casino hotel that has a giant arcade area complete with midway games, etc. It also ends up being a nice diversion from gambling for the grownups. While wandering around the midway area near the bubble hockey table, we discovered it:


An officially NBA-licensed arcade basketball game? Sweet. Featuring the Warriors and the Kings?? Hell freaking yes.

Sadly, the Warriors side was not for sale.

Broken Kings
The Kings side was broken. How appropriate.

Obviously we had to play it. At only 50 cents per game, it's a downright steal. Because, hey, unlike the tiny little Pop-a-Shot I have in my basement, the electronics actually work and it actually keeps score! Well, one side did at least. Since the Kings side was down, only one of us could play at a time. Fortunately, this gave Chris plenty of opportunity to take pictures!

Here's something the Warriors normally see on the other side of the court more often -- the net swishing after a made basket

I am so white
I am so white. Shouldn't I be playing a Pacers Pop-a-Shot game?
(I also have no idea why those white spots are showing up on my face -- it's probably some kind of chromatic abberation from the camera and lighting. That, or I unknowingly got jizzed on when the dealers at the blackjack tables were screwing me and nobody told me to clean myself up. Either or.)

I nearly ate a Wilsonburger from a long rebound. The ball took a funny bounce off the back of the rim and flew at me with tremendous force. Somehow this seemed appropriate.

When Chris and I informed Bawful of our discovery, he replied "I can only hope you chucked up as many ill-advised shots as possible, in true spirit of the Warriors."

Oh yes, I was a SWAC. I totally chucked up ill-advised shots all the time.

(Don't worry, I gave my tickets away to some random little kid so he could redeem them for cheaply made junk valuable prizes)

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Blogger Wormboy said...
In the true spirit of a Warriors-Kings game, there is no defense.

Blogger Dylan said...
However, not in the true spirit of the NBA, it didn't cost you $75 dollars to play. Bargains and NBA no longer belong in the same sentence.

Blogger chris said...
Dylan Murphy: Shockingly, the Maloofs fired their team president BECAUSE he wouldn't give ticket discounts for seat packages.

Which then begs the question, why would it take ownership this long to get it, instead of simply, you know, not filming gratuitous Carl's Jr. ads and actually working on this long-term issue?!

Blogger AnacondaHL said...
Shoulda worn a brown bag over your head. Get the trend started!

Blogger Basketbawful said...
I am going to assume you crapped your pants later, only because simulating a Warriors-Kings game would mean you lost your ability to stop anything, bowels included.

Blogger Dan B. said...
Bawful -- Considering I came down with a nasty stomach virus as soon as I got back to Kentucky, that's pretty close to true.

Anonymous nez said...
Bawful -- you should see the guys in taiwan play! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzMmTYfR_Yc