“Man, somebody gonna trip,” he said in a familiar, deep baritone drawl. His voice is almost surprising, coming from a man with a wiry frame, striking features and a square jaw, who at a quick glance appears young and spry. The authoritative voice and staunch gaze tell a different story of an old soul, wise beyond his 24 years. It is the voice of a man who has rolled around the block a few times—in his own words—a real OG.
It wasn’t that long ago that carmelo anthony was pushing a trusty green chrysler concord on baltimore streets. It was 2001 to be exact. That was before a basketball-loving world would know him simply as melo. It was before he would lead his syracuse team to the championship. It was before he would average 21 points a game in his nba rookie year as a denver nugget small forward, giving espn sports analysts something to talk about on nightly sports center broadcasts. And it was before he had the $20 million nike endorsement and his own piece of candy—the melo bar.
It is the stuff of childhood dreams. You know, the ones flittering about the mind of every young skateboarder. One day, maybe—just maybe—all those afternoons spent suffering skinned knees and elbows will mean more than just good times. Paul Rodriguez, Jr. is living those dreams, and he is proof that those skinned knees and elbows can lead to bigger things. How about $50,000? At the 2004 X-Games, Paul Jr., who just turned 20 on New Year’s Eve, won gold in the jam format, exhibiting the type of smooth performance that top pro skaters Kerry Getz and Mike Carroll had foreseen since his pro debut in September of 2002. And it all began much the same way it does for most young skaters. “I had skateboards all my life but actually began skating seriously when I was 11,” Paul Jr. said. “I bought myself a skateboard with Christmas money.”
In the beginning it was strictly recreational. Paul Jr., nicknamed “P-Rod,” would go to skate shops with his friends, where they would watch skating videos all day long and later on “try to do what all the pros were doing.”
With Los Angeles Lakers fans, the jury is still out on the departure of center Shaquille O’Neal. There are those that are glad to see him gone, and then there are those who really miss the big guy. For Albert Pineda, who runs Da Shop in Los Angeles, Shaq is more than a customer. He is family.
Stevie Williams holds nothing back. His unforgiving skating style is self-described as straight ghetto. In other words, Stevie brings to the skateboarding game a raw, street style that goes beyond the skate park. We’re talking mad street skills here.
In the ever-expanding DUB universe, unbelievable automobile collections and the unabashed glamour of their respective superstar owners are practically par for the proverbial course. Expensive and exclusive exotics, Boeing-sized SUVs, and the latest luxury sedans grace virtually every page of our magazine—all of them seemingly adorned with enough bling, bells, and whistles to satisfy our celebrity subjects’ every wish and whim.
Opposites define each other. Day and night. Light and dark. The yin and the yang. If ever there were two individuals who exemplified this notion it would have to be Atlanta’s D-Roc and Kaine, who are taking rap music to completely unimaginable levels
Hidden under mounds of cascading chestnut locks, the faint telltale scar on Guerra’s forehead is a reminder of how precious living beauty really is. It was senior hooky day at her New Jersey high school. Being just a little bad turned into a catastrophe when a truck careened into the passenger side of her friend’s car, where 17 year-old Vida was seated.