ESPNU is currently airing a doc on Phi Slama Jama…

And it puts me in mind of Valentine’s Day 1995 – my parents were at the Rockets’ game when they announced a new player signed… and Clyde Drexler walked out to wave. My mom says she never heard The Summit so loud in her life. (I was stuck at home, babysitting my little brother.)

(For the babies in the sub, that building where Joel Osteen polishes his teeth and cheats on his taxes used to be the place to be in Houston, mid-90s. Does anyone in this sub remember the really nice guy who would watch your car in the parking lot across 59? He worked for “donations” but damn, he took his job seriously.)