Spike Lee is stretching, just aching for the tip-off. He glares with a smirk over at a familiar face on the other side of the court. TNT’s Reggie Miller is in the building, of course, doing something for the hoops cause.
No matter, though; Twenty-one years separate Spike’s last NBA Finals front-row seat in the Garden and not even a choke sign and crotch grab could screw with this special evening.
Jack Nicholson made the trip. There was no way in hell Jack would miss out on such a tremendous basketball celebration. Besides, it’s Broadway, baby.