Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Chill man. Damn. Junior, if you need help, I'll tutor you.

This is bullshit!

Delilah, gentlemen. She's our trap defense.

and play ball and do your thing.

We've been in these guys' ass the whole game.

- Richmond High players, let's go. - Hey, yo, Coach!

will raise their right hand when called upon.

- What are you talking about? - What's up, man? Back up.

I wish yo wanna be Sopranos Players Club The Wire I’m Bout It Choices the Movie Character ass would fukk us up! Y’all government cheese canned food bread crumbs knucklehead asses is gonna get bloody cold dead

- Before you what? - Oh, man.

a team that's had a media-worthy season as well.

Everything inside me tells me if I take you back...

Playing hard not enough?

So when do you start?

"Those are some stats for you"

So you dominated down low tonight. Any thoughts?

These things are...

- This is about us. - Man, this shit ain't about us.

Knock his bitch ass out.

You got it in here they need a 2.3.

It's Malcolm X from St. Francis. Malcolm.

I guess there's only one way to say this.

See, that's my big nigger right there, son.

Don't be no punk. Say what you gotta say.

Everything I know about basketball, I learned from women.

- All right. - Who's that, man?

Kenyon, Maddux! Get back. Just play the damn game.

We still in this game. Come on, fellas.

Kyra, what are you thinking? You can't drink. You're pregnant, girl.

and I see exactly how I don't wanna live.

we shot 56% from the line.

I Tied That Shit

Which tells me, when I walk down these halls...

How you living, Timo?

- Renny! - Oh, shit.

- Rich what? - Richmond!

I see a system that's designed for you to fail.

to get you to college and to a better life.

Got some paper for you.

The state only requires that they have a 2.0 average to play.

This is Ken Carter. He went to Richmond.

No, I'm sorry. We have failed.

But you have to perform in the classroom to have that chance.

I can't get parents involved. And I'm done chasing kids...

where I find my drunk-ass point guard...

It shouldn't be that hard to maintain a C-plus.

Get yo possum alligator snake mouth wanna be John Shaft Dirty Harry ass back in yo ride! Nah nigga, I’m bout to fukk y’all up real bad y’all won’t remember y’all wardrobe or what day it is!

- Push, push. - Can we get a call?

This is milk, butter, and cheese. We can't afford to waste this.

You Had 0 Wins and 25 Loses Last Season 0 to 25!, And These Past Seasons You Were Called Fukk Ups and Losers!

As a teacher, I was offended when asked by a coach...

We can do this. This is our time, right?

Yeah, 'cause I need that. I need variety in my life.

I know you've been trying.

Listen, we got nine seconds left. Get the ball, push it hard.

There goes our two leading scorers from last season.

What do you mean, going to junior college?

The highly ranked Oilers have a perfect season on the court...

That you're inadequate?

My father's in jail, sir.

- Yeah! - What's the call, ref?

A team that only won four games last year...

Kenny Ray Carter...

- Did you turn this off? - Yeah, it was boiling.

Know what? He must be in somebody else's room.

Do you even know who I am?

It is not just in some of us, it is in everyone.

The glare from yo big Milk Dud Whopper Junior Mint ass head is hella fukkin shiny, bruh!

This ain't Ova!

- Just get your man. - I knew it.

Thank you, sir.

We are the Richmond Oilers.

- Watch your back. Come in. - Take your time.

- Work it. - There you go.

Do you have any idea where Richmond falls on that scale?

I ain't scared of nobody, I will lay ya ass out

on the far side of the court so as not to disturb us.

Get the hell out my face, whitey!

Is Richmond headed for the State Tournament?

you can nullify this agreement and send me to any school you want.

- One, two, three. - Richmond!

I mean, one of the top in the whole school...

All right. How about LaQuisha if it's a girl.

- Call me later, okay? - Later.

What are you doing here, son?

And Miss Nyugen.

Look at that bow. I tied that!

I have a sister. Her name's Diane.

Seventy-eight to 76.

- White ball. - Palms up, move your feet, right?

I'll do some, too.

If you have a 2.3, you only need 950.

I hope seeing you in this hallway means I'll see you on the court today.

less than two blocks from here.

- And it ain't from the 99-Cent Store. - Shut up.

Quick feet. Let me see, quick feet. Touch the floor.

This board does not have the authority...

- Come on, baby, lock up. - Hands in.

- That's what I'm talking about. - Foul, Number 3.

THE GYM WILL REMAIN LOCKED, LOCKED? When its Bri's turn to open

- Oscar, man. - What?

Three-point-seven.

So do you. Considering.

Principal Garrison?

until Mr. Gesek tells me you're caught up in his class.

You feel me right now, huh? You feel me right now?

of black males between 18 and 24 get arrested.

This is bullshit! We won those games, not you.

Let it go. Come on, get back in the car. Let's go.

but, Kenny, you know the deal here.

Move your feet!

and living with the consequences.