SIZES is a weekly NBA comedy blog that reads like you just turned on a five-channel hoops broadcast and started flipping. Every week the same league hits you through five different “shows” back-to-back—loud, glossy, overconfident. It’s basketball with full broadcast conviction: small hoops, tiny plays, big feelings, huge ego.
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TV 03 ▐ BUCKET’S STREET
pOe:
Hi, welcome to Bucket’s Street. Today on Bucket’s Street we hang out with our friends and learn about the NBA. Alright, our first friend is Boltsy. Boltsy, what’s our letter of the week?
Boltsy: Today’s letter is S. Make the sound.
AUDIENCE: S
Boltsy:
Again.
AUDIENCE: S
Boltsy:
Perfect. Now say a word that starts with S.
AUDIENCE: SHOW!
Boltsy:
Good. That was the letter S.
pOe:
Alright, that was the letter, Boltsy… do we have a word to go with that letter, or are we just freestyling education today. Boltsy, what’s our word of the week?
Boltsy:
The word of the week is SHOW. Say it.
AUDIENCE: SHOW!
Boltsy:
Again.
AUDIENCE: SHOW!
Boltsy:
SHOW is when the lights are on and everybody forgets the scoreboard. SHOW is when you do a move for the camera, not the rim. SHOW is when you win a moment and lose a possession. SHOW is when you stare after a miss like the hoop owes you an apology. That was the word SHOW.
pOe:
Perfect. That’s a real word, allegedly… now let’s learn a Number of the Week from Crypt Keeper Jerry, because nothing says children’s television like front-office math. Number of the Week.
Crypt Keeper Jerry: Well now… the number of the week is 0. Zero rim. Zero contact. Zero mercy. Zero is what the net feels like when the shot never visits. That was the number 0.
AUDIENCE: ZERO!
pOe:
Alright, thank you Crypt Keeper Jerry, please return to your haunted filing cabinet… Seraleia is here with the Emotion of the Week, and I need everybody to act normal for twelve seconds. Emotion of the Week.
Seraleia:
The emotion of the week is DISAPPOINTED. DISAPPOINTED is when you expected a boom and you got air. DISAPPOINTED is when the arena inhales together and then has nothing to do with its lungs. DISAPPOINTED is when your face stays calm while your soul starts blinking. That was the emotion DISAPPOINTED.
AUDIENCE: DISAPPOINTED!
pOe:
That was calm and terrifying, thank you… alright, Seraleia is staying right here because we’re going from feelings to geometry, and it’s time for the Shape of the Week. Shape of the Week.
Seraleia:
The shape of the week is an EMPTY CIRCLE. An EMPTY CIRCLE is a hoop that never got touched. An EMPTY CIRCLE is a perfect ring with no memory. An EMPTY CIRCLE is the cleanest way to say the moment did not respect you. That was the shape EMPTY CIRCLE.
AUDIENCE: EMPTY CIRCLE!
pOe:
Alright, we learned a shape, the NBA is officially a craft project… and Boom is standing here quietly like he’s about to change the weather, so it’s time for the Color of the Week.
The color of the week is GRAY.
[Boom’s chest shifts to GRAY. Boom holds the color.]
AUDIENCE: GRAY!
pOe:
Alright, we have the color… now we need the sound. Sound of the Week. This week’s sound of the week is—
[BOOM CANNON BLAST. The held GRAY tints the moment.]
AUDIENCE: BOOM! AUDIENCE ECHO: boom… boom… boom…
pOe:
That’s a healthy noise. Alright, class, wipe your ears. Boom gave you the sound, now we’re giving you a friend. Friend of the Week is a public thank-you to whoever treated the NBA like a shift, not a show. And we’ve got the only man qualified to announce it like a royal decree.
Sir Finesse:
Friend of the Week. The friend of the week is Kevin Durant. Because Kevin does not beg the league for belief. He shows up. He clocks in. He cooks like it’s paperwork. Kevin Durant is the friend of the week.
pOe:
Alright, that’s our friend, we’re standing on it… now The Kid is here with the Lesson of the Week, and if you’re expecting something wholesome, I want you to remember what street you’re on. Lesson of the Week.
The Kid:
Lesson of the Week. The lesson of the week is SHOW UP. S is for SHOW. And SHOW is what people do when they don’t want to SHOW UP. Because 0 is what you get when you bring confidence to the party and leave the hoop an EMPTY CIRCLE. Then everybody’s DISAPPOINTED. Then it turns GRAY. Then somebody fires the cannon like noise can fix effort. KD don’t do that. He just shows up.
pOe:
And that was the end of Bucket’s Street, friends. We learned absolutely everything and nothing at the same time.
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TV 55 ▐ FUNDAMENTAL HARDWOOD HABITAT
pOe:
Welcome to Fundamental Hardwood Habitat.
Today, we’re looking in on Jarrett Allen as he attempts the simplest ritual in the building. A free throw.
[Whisper entry]
This is the part of the game that begs to be respected. No defender. No excuse. Just a line on the floor and a routine built to survive noise.
Mechanics look smooth. Correct.
Feet planted. Shoulders quiet. Elbow tucked. Wrist soft. The motion stays clean like it’s been rehearsed in a mirror that only shows winners.
GHOSTS!!!!!
NOW FREEZE IT!!! FREEZE IT RIGHT THERE!!! CIRCLE THE BASE!!! CIRCLE THE ELBOW!!! CIRCLE THAT FOLLOW-THROUGH!!! ROLL IT!!!
HARDWOOD:
[still visible] The ball lifts off his hand like it knows the way. Arc gentle. Body calm. Routine intact.
Studio: [pOe turns to camera]
That’s professional.
That’s disciplined.
That’s the kind of form coaches adopt as their personality.
HARDWOOD (still visible): The shot continues traveling with full confidence. It never meets the rim.
STUDIO (pOe turns to camera):
You can tell the work was real.
You can tell the mechanics were honest.
HARDWOOD (still visible): It lands three feet short. No rim. No net. No backboard. Just empty space accepting a perfect routine like a tax.
STUDIO:
[pOe to camera]
And that’s the habitat. The hardwood returns to stillness.
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TV 10 ▐ BIG FEELINGS: THE SHOWDOWN
[pulse hum • arena lights breathe • the floor looks like it’s listening]
Welcome to Big Feelings: The Showdown. The weekly NBA reality show. Thirty teams. One league. No excuses.
Last week, four teams left. This week, the room gets cleaner. Not kinder. Cleaner.
Alright. Five spotlights — because the arena does not have time for everybody’s feelings.
Knicks (room-decision energy) Celtics (comfortable again) Pistons (momentum as threat) Thunder (quiet blade) Wizards (building in public)
THIS WEEK IN BIG FEELINGS: THE SHOWDOWN ARENA
The arena is live.
Encounter 1 — Wizards vs Blazers: ugly survival, proof of pulse. Washington finally stops sliding. Alex Sarr puts up 29 and blocks six shots like he’s installing locks on the rim. A nine-game skid snaps and the building remembers what a heartbeat sounds like.
Link:
https://www.espn.com/nba/recap/_/gameId/401810519
Encounter 2 — Thunder vs Pelicans: game ends, control doesn’t. OKC wins 104–95 and still finds time for a scuffle at the buzzer. Dort and rookie Jeremiah Fears get fined because the scoreboard wasn’t enough closure.
Link:
https://www.nba.com/news/lugentz-dort-jeremiah-fears-fined-25000-apiece
Encounter 3 — Knicks courtroom energy: verdict win, no debate. New York goes down early, comes back like the second half is cross-examination. Mikal Bridges drops 30 (19 in the third) and Towns grabs 22 rebounds like he’s confiscating possessions. Toronto leaves the room with no argument.
Link:
https://www.espn.com/nba/recap/_/gameId/401810530
Encounter 4 — Celtics endurance: late-game patience becomes authority. Boston and Brooklyn go to double overtime and Boston treats it like extra paperwork. Pritchard drops 32. Jaylen Brown posts the triple-double. The Celtics don’t chase drama. They just outlast it.
Link:
https://www.espn.com/nba/recap/_/gameId/401810492
Encounter 5 — Pacers steal a night: underdog receipt moment. Indiana trails by 14 in the fourth and decides embarrassment is optional. Nesmith hits the go-ahead reverse layup, then blocks the last breath at the rim. That’s not a comeback. That’s a robbery with witnesses.
Link:
https://www.espn.com/nba/recap?gameId=401810527
Encounter 6 — Pistons enforce momentum: no celebration, just damage. Detroit beats Boston 104–103 and doesn’t do the cute part after. Tobias Harris gives you 25. Jaylen Brown gets the last look and misses. The Pistons walk off like winning by one is still winning by ten.
Link:
https://www.espn.com/nba/recap?gameId=401809250
pOe:
That was the week. Now the arena wants proof.
Tonight’s challenge is simple: Public Humiliation Endurance. Public Immunity goes to the Detroit Pistons. Immunity is absolute this episode.
(leaning back) That’s what showing up looks like. No speech. No flinch. Just posture holding steady while the room tries to move you.
INSIDE INFO
The Kid:
Indiana learning standards vs moments.
Boston comfortable again (bad sign for everyone else).
Washington alive (doesn’t need permission).
Milwaukee still explaining instead of fixing.
OKC felt resistance and kept face.
Posture shifts only.
[the arena pauses • lights go cold • nobody claps]
Two teams are gone tonight. No speeches. No dignity parade. This is posture being punished.
Toronto Raptors — eliminated. Fraud posture with a clean uniform. A lot of motion, no authority.
Chicago Bulls — eliminated. Fraud posture with a straight face. You kept asking the game to be easier. The game didn’t hear you.
That’s it. Two teams gone. No appeals. No “context.” And for everyone still here: If you’re safe, act like it. If you’re watched, stop performing confidence and start collecting proof. If you’re in danger, don’t look for meaning. Look for a stop. This has been Big Feelings: The Showdown. Thirty teams. One league. No excuses.
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TV 27 ▐ HOUSE OF MYTHS
“Tonight on House of Myths… one moment changes the story, becomes legend.”
[The horn is already gone. The lights are still on. The building pretends it’s done, but the building never gets to decide what lives.]
“In Paycom Center there is a rule older than the court.” “When the game ends, the masks get heavier.” “Thunder 104, Pelicans 95— and the last thing anyone remembers is the part after the numbers.” “And if you touch the wrong relic at the wrong time—” “the tunnel opens.”
[Somewhere near the baseline, a rookie thinks he’s just grabbing a rebound. Somewhere near the logo, a veteran thinks he’s just finishing the night. Somewhere in the stands, three different lives watch the same shove and start writing three different myths at once.]
“This is the story of a shove.” “Not because it was big.” “Because of what it unlocked.”
I. THE DAD WITH THE KID
[He came for a calm night. A cheap soda. A memory that doesn’t ask for overtime.]
“The Father of Early Exit sits closest to the aisle.” “He has a small child with him—sleepy eyes, sticky hands, a head leaning toward dreamland.” “The Father checks the clock the way you check a fire alarm.” “Not panic. Just preparation.”
[He starts packing before the final minute. He does the jacket fold. He does the quiet apology to the seat neighbors. He does the ‘we’ll beat traffic’ prayer.]
“He is not leaving because he doesn’t love the game.” “He is leaving because bedtime is a second league with harsher officials.” “And in that league, you don’t argue calls.”
[Then it happens. The rebound. The wrap-up. The shove. Jerseys grab like two men trying to pull truth out of fabric.]
“The Father freezes.” “Because the kid looks up.” “And the kid doesn’t see ‘altercation.’” “The kid sees mythology.”
[The Father’s world splits into two tracks: the exit plan… and the new memory that will follow them home like a stray dog.]
“He will spend the rest of the night explaining why grown men forget rules when the clock hits zero.” “And the kid will nod like they understand.” “And then, three weeks later, the kid will shove a pillow and scream ‘REF!’”
II. THE FIRST DATE
[They chose a Tuesday because Saturdays are expensive and honesty is romantic when your wallet is tired.]
“The First Date sits in the sweet spot.” “Close enough to feel important.” “Far enough to pretend nothing can touch them.” “They’re laughing too hard at nothing.” “They’re sharing fries like it’s a vow.”
[The night is perfect. Not in a movie way. In a ‘we might actually do this again’ way.]
“Then the shove happens.” “Not loud at first.” “Just… real.”
[The spell breaks. Because you can’t flirt through a warning siren.]
“The First Date stops smiling.” “They both do the same thing at the same time—” “they look at each other like: (are you seeing this?)”
[And now the night has a new narrator. Not the scoreboard. Not the music. The aftermath.]
“They will go home and pretend it didn’t matter.” “They will text ‘had fun’ like adults.” “But the last thing they shared wasn’t the fries.” “It was the clip.”
[The shove becomes the last interaction, replaying in the mind like a song you didn’t ask to love.]
III. THE GUY WHO REMEMBERS MALICE
[He’s older. Or he’s just lived like it. He’s seen a game become a headline before.]
“The Witness of Auburn Hills does not flinch.” “He has watched a small thing metastasize.” “He knows the story never explodes first.” “It spreads.”
[He doesn’t say ‘Malice.’ He doesn’t have to. The building says it for him. The air says it. The way everyone steps back says it.]
“He watches the benches rise.” “He watches hands pull bodies apart like priests separating a curse.” “He watches security arrive late, like always.”
[And he understands the real danger isn’t the shove. The real danger is everyone deciding what the shove means.]
“The internet will turn it into a referendum.” “The commentators will turn it into a morality play.” “The teams will call it ‘competitive.’” “And the league will call it ‘unacceptable conduct.’” “Then the league will take 25,000 from each, because money is how gods pretend they’re teaching lessons.”
[But the Witness knows the truth: once you give a moment a name, it stops being a moment. It becomes a door.]
CORE MYTH
“Not the shove.” “The aftermath.”
[The shove is the spark. The aftermath is the wildfire.]
“Because the gods of efficiency don’t punish you for anger.” “They punish you for believing anger is a crown.”
[MYTH TURN: The tunnel opens. The hallway becomes a second court. The crowd becomes an audience again—hungry, righteous, loud.]
“Jeremiah Fears is escorted like a prophecy that won’t stop talking.” “Lu Dort stands there like a boulder that learned how to move.” “And the whole arena suddenly remembers: the game is never the only game.”
[DELUSION CLIMAX: Everyone believes their version is the official version. The Father believes he can out-explain it. The First Date believes they can out-text it. The Witness believes history is a warning people will actually listen to.]
“And the shove—small as it was—” “wears a new robe.” “Legend always does that.”
[THE MORAL (IMPLIED): Control isn’t who wins the rebound. Control is who can stop when the clock says stop.]
[FADEOUT: The lights dim. The seats empty. The clip stays. Somewhere in the tunnel, the echo learns a new word for ‘end.’]
“Alright, and that was House of Myths. We’ll see you next week.”
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TV 36 ▐ H3TV: M1xT4P3
DJ Echo:
H3TV… M1xT4P3…
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DJ Echo:
pOe…
[tchk—tchk]
Static in my ears, I’m locked in, don’t speak. (yeah) Clock hit zero, still beef, that’s a leak. (uh) Tunnel like a trap door, one shove, whole myth. (let’s go) Benches rise like a ritual, I don’t flinch. (nah)
Detroit walk in protected, posture made of brick. (yeah) Win by one, no smile, they just stare and switch. (uh) Knicks treat the floor like court—verdict in the third. (okay) Bridges with the stamp, Towns snatchin’ every word. (yeah)
Boston calm in double OT, paperwork, no sweat. (uh) Pritchard in a pocket, make the net pay rent. (let’s go) Pacers down bad, flip it, steal it in the daylight. (yeah) Nesmith shut the door, end the story, no nightlight. (nah)
Fraud fit, walk out quiet, no applause. (uh) Asked life to be easy, got hit with the laws. (yeah) Free one from the stripe, airball, three feet short. (ha) Still talkin’ like a king—EMPTY CIRCLE on the court. (LET’S GO)
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