Justin Tinsley

I love sports. I love music. And I love covering the two in my own way. Now if that allows me to leave an impact on the world, even better.
“Making money off of cuss words, writing againLearn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen”

“Making money off of cuss words, writing again
Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen”

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nba-4-life: Moving picture of KD’s Jersey hanging from rubble in the after math of the OKC Tornado. Kevin Durant. Oklahoma City. The recovery.

nba-4-life:

Moving picture of KD’s Jersey hanging from rubble in the after math of the OKC Tornado.

Kevin Durant. Oklahoma City. The recovery.

stevenlebron: NBA Playoffs Diary: Big Apple Edition Last Thursday was a long day. It started with a 5 a.m. wake-up call and a walk to the airport here in downtown Toronto for a morning flight to New York. At Newark Airport, the customs officer laughed at my Double Scribble Linsanity tee, asking me why I was still wearing that. I got all defensive and told him I was going to Game 5 that night and would throw my Charles Oakley jersey over the tee. After an entire day of walking around the city, and making the first of four trips in four days to Uniqlo, I met up with my friend Albert and we were off to the 400 level at the Garden.  Now, my previous live NBA game experiences were limited to here in Toronto, and regular season games in Los Angeles, one with the Lakers and the Clippers respectively.  The crowd, whether it was because of the section I sat in, or because of the stakes, was incredible. From the opening tip all the way through, they were engaged, they were angry, they were satisfied and angry again. But the best way to describe the Garden crowd would be: informed. 

stevenlebron:

NBA Playoffs Diary: Big Apple Edition

Last Thursday was a long day. It started with a 5 a.m. wake-up call and a walk to the airport here in downtown Toronto for a morning flight to New York. At Newark Airport, the customs officer laughed at my Double Scribble Linsanity tee, asking me why I was still wearing that. I got all defensive and told him I was going to Game 5 that night and would throw my Charles Oakley jersey over the tee.

After an entire day of walking around the city, and making the first of four trips in four days to Uniqlo, I met up with my friend Albert and we were off to the 400 level at the Garden. 

Now, my previous live NBA game experiences were limited to here in Toronto, and regular season games in Los Angeles, one with the Lakers and the Clippers respectively. 

The crowd, whether it was because of the section I sat in, or because of the stakes, was incredible. From the opening tip all the way through, they were engaged, they were angry, they were satisfied and angry again. But the best way to describe the Garden crowd would be: informed.