This weekend, many very important people (Drake, et. al.) are going to be walking around Toronto and looking at tall people throw round bouncies at taller baskets and I guess it is kind of a big deal. (JK, I know how basketball works. I for sure played it once in the seventh grade.)
And while I have been studying up on what to say if I encounter a basketball player out and about in Toronto, it is pretty unlikely that I will get to any of the main-- or not at all main--events. To celebrate the very first time this heightened event has been held outside of the US, you could:
1. Spend hundreds and hundreds of dollars on StubHub to secure a ticket to the main event.
OR if you can't afford that/don't care/don't have cable/live far away from the Air Canada Centre
2. You can get the FULL NBA All Star experience* by watching some of the greatest cinematic masterpieces** known to man.
*possible exaggeration
**that are about basketball
Love and Basketball
Anyone alive in the year 2000 knows that all’s fair in love and basketball. But Monica and Quincy had to learn it the hard way.
You know who was alive in the year 2000? Drake. He knows better than most that all is fair in love and basketball.
