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Generally speaking, when it comes to in-game music in the NBA — not the stuff played during timeouts or at halftime, but the little song snippets you hear when game action is actually taking place — there are three types of arenas. There’s the predominantly old-school, organ-based variety, the kind of low-production-value, audience-participation-heavy music you get in stadiums like Madison Square Garden and Staples Center. There’s the hip-hop and pop-rooted, crowd-pleasing variety, the kind of hit-a-minute Top 40 soundtrack you get in stadiums like Quicken Loans Arena and the Barclays Center. And then there’s FedExForum, home of the Memphis Grizzlies.

Of the 29 (30 if you wanna count Staples twice) NBA arenas, MSG probably has the best pre-game and break-in-action music. When it comes to TV broadcast-only music for bumpers and the like, the Sacramento Kings’ local affiliate probably has the best selections, believe it or not. But when it comes to in-game song selection, there is no equal for FedExForum. While the sheer volume of it can be occasionally exhausting — only Barclays definitely beats it in terms of songs per minute — the stadium is unmatched for the breadth, diversity and high quality of the songs being played during any given point in game action.

I first noticed this watching Grizzlies games a year or two ago, Memphis long being a league pass favorite of mine. Some stadiums have one or two weird musical cues that will perk my ears up during the course of a game — that “EVERYBODY / Clap your hands” bit they play in OKC, the weird “Breaks”/”Rappers Delight” mashup they used to play in New Jersey, I think the Pepsi Center is still the only place I’ve heard serious in-game dubstep — but nearly every time I watched a Grizzlies home game, there was a new song selection that caught my attention. Woah, are they playing “Yonkers” by Tyler the Creator? Is that the horn riff to Outkast’s ‘”Spottieottiedopalicious?” DJ Shadow’s “Organ Donor?” The Pixies’ “Where Is My Mind??”

The list went on, and before long, listening to the games was almost as much fun as watching them. The cues don’t always work, like when they played the intro to Metallica’s “One” the other night (amusing as it was, I couldn’t imagine a way the selection could be considered musically or thematically appropriate) but compared to the other 28/29 NBA arenas, most of whom seem to crib from the same master list of 50 or so jams and musical tropes acceptable for in-game action, such outside-the-box thinking was still impressive.

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Three game-winners last night, so choose your favorite.

Draymond Green’s “Thanks, Jarrett Jack”
This is my personal favorite because you don’t see bullet passes that lead to game-winning layups very often. I’m sure Grandma Lana agrees. Only reason I can see picking against this is that time didn’t technically expire as the shot went through.

Mo Williams’ 3-Point Bomb
Calm, cool, collected, headbandless — Mo Williams just calmly wets a pull-up three that looked a little too easy. Good defense by Danny Green, better shot by More Willy.

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Yo, I just want to shout a few people out real quick. Bear with me.

Shoutout to Mike Conley, Jr. Shoutout to all the Mike Conley, Jr. haters. Keep hating, haters. You just make us better.

Shoutout to Mike Conley, Sr. for making Mike Conley, Jr. and for killing it at the Olympics. Respect. Shoutout to Mrs. Conley too.

Shoutout to my agent, my manager, my booker, my manager’s manager, my bodyguard, Razor Ramon, Floyd Mayweather and the month of October. You guys made me.

Don’t let me forget — shoutout to my wife, kids and extended family. Much love.

Shoutout to websites.

Shoutout to Three Six Mafia and Juicy J for repping Memphis. Haters say no to the Grizzlies, Juicy J can’t.

Definite shoutout to Chipotle for never charging me extra for guacamole. Thanks for recognizing that $1.25 is ridiculous when you can buy three avocados for two bucks.

Shoutout to the city of Memphis and the whole state of Tennessee. Not you though, Murfreesboro. You still have a Books A Million.

Shoutout to Cinco Brand clipboards, the only clipboards a real man can trust. Thanks, Cinco.

And finally, shoutout to the big man upstairs. Well, the big two, really. Yeah, I’m talking about you, Justin Timberlake and Peyton Manning. Thanks for making this dream a reality.

I know that’s a lot of shoutouts, but I just wanted to speak my mind. Shoutout to shoutouts. If I forgot someone, let me know. Shoutout to you.

(via BDL)

And somewhere, football Larry Johnson nods in approval.

We are all head over heels in love with the Grizzlies right now, so let’s have some fun times with one of their leaders. We’re talking about Zach Randolph and we’re including a couple of fun anecdotes that have recently popped up on the internet about the Grizzlies’ big man.

One, he may have given himself a new nickname. From the Memphis Commercial-Appeal:

“I’ll just be the garbage man,” Randolph said. “I’m going to pick your trash up. I’ll do what I’ve got to do.”

Zach “Garbage” Randolph because he’ll “pick your trash up?” Works for me.

Here’s the second thing, from Jonathan Abrams’ excellent Randolph profile at Grantland:

Two years later, a Portland exotic dancer sued Randolph for sexual assault. (Police never filed criminal charges.) Randolph’s lack of self-awareness during this stretch remained staggering. When Portland players were allowed to choose their own pregame warm-up songs, Randolph selected T-Pain’s “I’m ‘n Luv (Wit a Stripper).”

So we’ve got a new nickname and an embarrassing story about his past — this is like going to Zach Randolph’s house for Thanksgiving and having his mom tell you a bunch of awkward stuff from when he was a kid. If only we could get our hands on some baby pictures of him wearing nothing but a diaper and galoshes. Then the trip would really be complete.

Rudy Gay sure picked a bad time to turn in to one of those toys that collapses when you push the button on the bottom. I mean, pretty much any time is a bad time to turn in to one of those, but when you’re guarding another basketball player has to be one of the worst. Or at the very least, most embarrassing.

As a bro who has been known to wear a pair of brightly colored sneakers from time to time, I’m well aware of how easily noticed a super colorful shoe can be, particularly when one is in a bathroom stall. That is kind of the point (not the bathroom part). Marc Gasol knows what I’m talking about, as he took the court wearing a pair of bright pink shoes for the first half of last night’s Grizzlies-Magic preseason tilt. Only he did it for a good cause, not just to look cool.

Those shoes up there are the Nike Air Foamposite One “Polarized Pink” edition, which aren’t yet available in North America but soon will be, and that’s what was on Marc’s feet for the first half of last night’s game in an effort to raise awareness for National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Pretty cool, especially coming from a player who’s not known for flashy looks or being a guy who looks like he’d wear pink very often. Ergo, you know it must mean something to Marc Gasol if he’s going to play basketball in a pair of pink shoes.

Marc only played one half in the Foamposites before switching to a pair of white and black Nike Hyperdunk 2012s, which kind of proves that he was just doing it for a reason. It’s a small gesture, but that doesn’t mean it’s insignificant.