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Guys. The Space Jam movie website is still up. In it’s original, untouched form.
It’s all there. Even the wavs.
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Both teams shot an extraordinary percentage from the field, due in large part to the vast majority of field goals scored by dunk. In fact, only one field goal was missed during the action in the film — Bupkus was thwarted by the initiative of one Wile E. Coyote and his timely detonation of a small cache of explosives strategically placed around the hoop.
Compiling The Absurd Box Score For Space Jam; Or, Shawn Bradley Sucked Against Cartoons, Too
Things that make me happy about the Internet: The mere fact that a box score, and a dissection thereof, is available for the movie Space Jam.
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So you people are talking about Space Jam and you know why I love this movie? You know why - no matter how bad a movie it was, no matter how cheesy - I will always love this movie? Because, I Believe I Can Fly. Because my kids were three and six when this came out and they loved this movie so much.
One morning they called me into the kitchen. They were standing there in their pajamas, looking cute as ever. My daughter counted to three and they both started singing I Believe I Can Fly. And it was the cutest, sweetest thing I’d ever heard and they sang it with such emotion and sincerity that my heart aches right now thinking about it and I can not hear that song without bursting into bittersweet tears.
For a few years after that, when my daughter was struggling through some learning issues, whenever she’d get to the point of complete frustration with school work, she’d stop what she was doing and sing I Believe I Can Fly. Sometimes my son would join in with her and I knew during those moments that there would come a day when they would no longer sing that song like they meant it. But they still talk about it, and listening to this clip I’m suddenly feeling nostalgic for Space Jam, and feeling weird that my kids are old enough to also feel nostalgic about it.
Some days, I want those three and six year old kids back. I want them standing in my kitchen singing to me.
Sorry, I can’t write any more about this. I have something in my eye.
