SWEET LOU

I’ve been thinkin’ about the Harlem Globetrotters a lot lately and that’s even more so in the past three days. And nah, my renewed interest in the Globetrotters didn’t jus’ come out of the blue, a common phenomenon around inspired it.

Before I let y’all in on the reason why I’ve had the Harlem Globetrotters kickin’ it in my mind, let me first ask, do you guys know who the Harlem Globetrotters are? Yes - No?

(Aight, let me school some of y’all who doesn’t know, is that ok? Good!)

The Harlem Globetrotters are an exhibition basket ball team that hooked their game on athleticism, theater and comedy. It was founded in Chicago back in the twenties (1926) by my great great great grandfather Abe Saperstein (jus’ messin’ wit y’all, we ain’t related).

(Are guys following me? Good, cause am takin’ y’all somewhere wit this!)

I remember goin’ to the Globetrotters games as a kid; I loved sittin’ courtside, I loved the atmosphere, the excitement and the whole nine yard but guess what the best part of the whole gig was? I didn’t have to leave my neighborhood! How, you say? Well, all I had to do was wait for the National Television authority to open for transmission at 1600 hour (there was no twenty hours television back then) and bam, my lil ass would be at the games via the Hanna-Barbera animated Harlem Globetrotters series! Ah ha, I got ya, didn’t I? Lol

(Are you guys still wit me? Please, be patient, soon you’ll understand why am borin’ your asses spinnin’ all these globetrotters’ yarn, ok?)

If your ass was old enough to watch the Hannah Barbera series of the Globetrotters back in the eighties, you’d know that it featured the animated version of the players from the basket ball team. The show had guys like George “meadow lark” Lemar, Freddie “curly” Neal, Hubert “Geese” Ausby, JC “Gips” Gipson, Bobby Joe Mason and Pablo Robertson alongside their fictional bus driver and manager Granny and Dribble, their Dog mascot.

(Are you guys bored yet? Yes - No? Let’s keep it goin’, we almost hittin’ home run…)

If you remember the series very well, you’ll certainly remember Louis “Sweet Lou” Dunbar. The first thing that stood him out was his funky sky high afro, the second was in skill but what made him unforgettable were the things he could pull up out of that afro

Sweet Lou’s Afro is why I took y’all through this Israelites’ type of journey. Sweet Lou’s fro is a “magic portable lockers carried in his afro or in a basket ball shaped medallion”. That nigga could pull a anythin’ out of the afro, all it’d take is a moment of rummaging through and whatever he wanted would be found, that fro is like a magic hat and he ain’t even gotta say hocus pocus or abracadabra, how sweet is that, huh?

*clears throat*

Now picture Sweet Lou’s afro, done that? Ok, now picture Ladies’ hang bag…bull’s eye! Remember the common phenomenon I was talkin’ about in the openin’ paragragh? Ladies’ hand bag it is!

From this day forward, I propose that lady’s hand bag should be called SWEET LOU because whatever you want could be found in those bags. Those fuckin’ handbag are like tortoise, it’s a dressing table, wardrobe and toilet in there!