I always enjoyed the subtle way Anthony Edwards and George Clooney played those scenes. (It was supposedly Clooney's idea to have a basketball hoop on set, just so the actors could play ball and blow off steam, and the producers liked it so much, they decided to incorporate it into the show.) Mark and Doug could be furious with one another, stressed out about work or down on love, but they could still find time to talk about the Bulls and play one-on-one to 20, loser having to fork over a buck a point. I grew up on outdoor basketball rims like that one, chucking up 3-pointers and confessing to my best friend that I had a crush on some girl in our English class. When family members died, or relationships unraveled, my friends and I sought refuge in driveways and backyards. We'd shoot jumpers late into the night, cracking jokes, sharing our dreams and our fears, and we'd play until the neighbors complained about the noise.