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Louie V. (one more baseball jersey)
Final point about baseball jerseys, I swear. Backintheday they weren’t just for baseball teams. Louie V’s black/grey joint reminded me that every team was fair game for Starter baseball jersification. Thus popular choices included the Raiders, the Bulls, the Miami Hurricanes and the venerable Georgetown Hoyas.
Yes, colleges/universities aren’t technically just one kind of team, but you catch muh drift. As for Louie V, I played rugby with dude. He was a soccer-player-turned-kicker and Greek – but moreso typical early-90s b-boy than gino/guido. Hence the baseball jersey…

Louie V. (one more baseball jersey)

Final point about baseball jerseys, I swear. Backintheday they weren’t just for baseball teams. Louie V’s black/grey joint reminded me that every team was fair game for Starter baseball jersification. Thus popular choices included the Raiders, the Bulls, the Miami Hurricanes and the venerable Georgetown Hoyas.

Yes, colleges/universities aren’t technically just one kind of team, but you catch muh drift. As for Louie V, I played rugby with dude. He was a soccer-player-turned-kicker and Greek – but moreso typical early-90s b-boy than gino/guido. Hence the baseball jersey…

Warren W. (second of two baseball jerseys in a row)
So, yeah - baseball jerseys were popular way back when.
Warren was the second black kid in our gifted classes – the first being Kevin B. (whom I’ve previously drawn). Kevin was nerdy; Warren was not. Hence the baseball jersey pictured here, as well as a number of Ewings, if I recall correctly.
We had Typing/Intro to Business together in grade 9. I know – typing, right? But whateves – thanks in part to that class I’ll drop 60+ w.p.m. on that ass in a heartbeat. "You betta ax’ somebody… " (as per the young Snoop in the intro to “Gz and Hustlas”)

Warren W. (second of two baseball jerseys in a row)

So, yeah - baseball jerseys were popular way back when.

Warren was the second black kid in our gifted classes – the first being Kevin B. (whom I’ve previously drawn). Kevin was nerdy; Warren was not. Hence the baseball jersey pictured here, as well as a number of Ewings, if I recall correctly.

We had Typing/Intro to Business together in grade 9. I know – typing, right? But whateves – thanks in part to that class I’ll drop 60+ w.p.m. on that ass in a heartbeat. "You betta ax’ somebody… " (as per the young Snoop in the intro to “Gz and Hustlas”)

Sheldon W. (one of two baseball jerseys in a row)
Know what’s great about hi skool? You can roll up in Jordans and polka dot shirts in grade 9. And the next year your hair can be dyed blue as you wear 10-hole Docs hanging in the butt lounge (the unofficial name of the area where the Dirtys smoked ciggys)…
That’s pretty much what happened to ol’ Sheldon here. I was mad jealous because he had all three colorways of the Jordan Vs (the joints with the reflective tongues). But little did either one of us know that a few years later he’d eschew all that for black trench coats and a whole different kind of air sole.
Also of note – backintheday baseball jerseys were MAD popular – don’t ask me why. They’re not particularly flattering, but I guess that was sort of par for the course at the time. Kris Kross rocked a number of them in their videos – and they had mad flavorful selections: Georgetown was obviously a popular choice, but I recall the Kris’s also rockin’ Fighting Illini joints, too. Strictly Starter too, BTW – which, as ludicrous as it sounds today, was THE hottest athletic brand back then.
And so we see Sheldon rocking some sort of baseball jersey here – likely the Yanks – and tomorrow you’ll meet Warren, the dude who comes after him in the yearbook (also wearing pinstripes)…

Sheldon W. (one of two baseball jerseys in a row)

Know what’s great about hi skool? You can roll up in Jordans and polka dot shirts in grade 9. And the next year your hair can be dyed blue as you wear 10-hole Docs hanging in the butt lounge (the unofficial name of the area where the Dirtys smoked ciggys)…

That’s pretty much what happened to ol’ Sheldon here. I was mad jealous because he had all three colorways of the Jordan Vs (the joints with the reflective tongues). But little did either one of us know that a few years later he’d eschew all that for black trench coats and a whole different kind of air sole.

Also of note – backintheday baseball jerseys were MAD popular – don’t ask me why. They’re not particularly flattering, but I guess that was sort of par for the course at the time. Kris Kross rocked a number of them in their videos – and they had mad flavorful selections: Georgetown was obviously a popular choice, but I recall the Kris’s also rockin’ Fighting Illini joints, too. Strictly Starter too, BTW – which, as ludicrous as it sounds today, was THE hottest athletic brand back then.

And so we see Sheldon rocking some sort of baseball jersey here – likely the Yanks – and tomorrow you’ll meet Warren, the dude who comes after him in the yearbook (also wearing pinstripes)…

Colin W. (2 of 3 wiggers in a row)
Here we have both a rarity and an exemplar of then-contemporary stylings. First, the rarity – a ginger wigger. At least I think he’s a redhead. Hard to tell from B&W pics, but sometimes a man’s got to extrapolate…
As for his gear, where to begin… First, there’s that amazing rayon shirt. It looks like it was based on the poster for Scarface. Either that, or modeled after the Inbetweener (Marvel nerds, rejoice). Then there’s his multi-colored, multi-fabric’ed jacket – another common (and turrible) relic of the time. Brands such as Major Damage and Cross Colours – as well as their knock-off cousins like Exco – specialized in making these over-sized jackets of at least five differing materials and shades. Corduroy wuz a popular choice, along with dark browns that you could easily find matching Ewings for.
I’d argue that after Mike, the man with the most bi-pedal presence in hi skool wuz none other than the Hoya Destroya, Patrick Ewing. Yes, he wuz more than a Gold Club VIP and former Seattle Supersonic – in his heyday entire legions of b-boys of all colors rocked his kicks, often color-coordinated with similarly garish Starter snapbacks and Exhaust jeans. I think he, well, his kicks got over so well wuz because of the near-infinite colorways.
You want them in suede Mustard Yellow? Done. Two-day-old Shit Brown? What size? Even the immortal Ice Cube immortalizing them by referencing in the Average-White-Band sampled classic, Steady Mobbin’ (“I bust a nut, get up/ And put on my white Ewings…”). But white, Cube? I guess he wanted to keep shit neutral back in the Crips/Bloods color-signifying era…

Colin W. (2 of 3 wiggers in a row)

Here we have both a rarity and an exemplar of then-contemporary stylings. First, the rarity – a ginger wigger. At least I think he’s a redhead. Hard to tell from B&W pics, but sometimes a man’s got to extrapolate…

As for his gear, where to begin… First, there’s that amazing rayon shirt. It looks like it was based on the poster for Scarface. Either that, or modeled after the Inbetweener (Marvel nerds, rejoice). Then there’s his multi-colored, multi-fabric’ed jacket – another common (and turrible) relic of the time. Brands such as Major Damage and Cross Colours – as well as their knock-off cousins like Exco – specialized in making these over-sized jackets of at least five differing materials and shades. Corduroy wuz a popular choice, along with dark browns that you could easily find matching Ewings for.

I’d argue that after Mike, the man with the most bi-pedal presence in hi skool wuz none other than the Hoya Destroya, Patrick Ewing. Yes, he wuz more than a Gold Club VIP and former Seattle Supersonic – in his heyday entire legions of b-boys of all colors rocked his kicks, often color-coordinated with similarly garish Starter snapbacks and Exhaust jeans. I think he, well, his kicks got over so well wuz because of the near-infinite colorways.

You want them in suede Mustard Yellow? Done. Two-day-old Shit Brown? What size? Even the immortal Ice Cube immortalizing them by referencing in the Average-White-Band sampled classic, Steady Mobbin’ (“I bust a nut, get up/ And put on my white Ewings…”). But white, Cube? I guess he wanted to keep shit neutral back in the Crips/Bloods color-signifying era…

Craig J.
Another classic b-boy/beater haircut for the era – shaved on the back and sides, long and gelled on top. Usually gently nestled in a Starter cap featuring primarily either the Bulls, the Raiders, UNLV or Georgetown. Other faves included San José, Miami (the U) and Syracuse. Duke, too, I guess…. but eff Duke, nawimean?
Shit, how could I forget Michigan and UNC? Though it seemed like UNC-mania didn’t rilly get into full-full swing until the early mid-90s. Michigan wuz huge, though. It wuz the Fab Five era, after all. Even timeouts mistakenly called couldn’t dull the fervor for the maize and blue.
This is still early in the 90s – hence the prevalence of mullets. But by the time I graduated, I’ll bet there’s nary a mullet in sight in that yearbook. My own hair vacillated between many common Asian haircuts, usually faded on the back and sides with some gelled shit up front. I’m only gonna draw myself, once, though – every yearbook picture but one I look like a total tool.

Craig J.

Another classic b-boy/beater haircut for the era – shaved on the back and sides, long and gelled on top. Usually gently nestled in a Starter cap featuring primarily either the Bulls, the Raiders, UNLV or Georgetown. Other faves included San José, Miami (the U) and Syracuse. Duke, too, I guess…. but eff Duke, nawimean?

Shit, how could I forget Michigan and UNC? Though it seemed like UNC-mania didn’t rilly get into full-full swing until the early mid-90s. Michigan wuz huge, though. It wuz the Fab Five era, after all. Even timeouts mistakenly called couldn’t dull the fervor for the maize and blue.

This is still early in the 90s – hence the prevalence of mullets. But by the time I graduated, I’ll bet there’s nary a mullet in sight in that yearbook. My own hair vacillated between many common Asian haircuts, usually faded on the back and sides with some gelled shit up front. I’m only gonna draw myself, once, though – every yearbook picture but one I look like a total tool.