I was in college early 90's. Junior year I think and our frat house was on a main road but the next street behind us was pretty rough. Our Chapin(who was just convicted as a pedophile, cant make this stuff up) suggested we get in midnight basketball at the MLK center on Friday night to get to know the community. It was a short walk to the center. It was mostly people from our frat but we had one player that transfered to Gannon to play hoops, he wasn't playing yet and I always hung out with him.
Our team was all white and the only white people in the place. 150 to 200 people were there to watch the game. First game we played, everything went fine. Next week they were ready for us. I think there was 4 games a night. We played in the 2nd game. After the first game ended the chant started. Over a 100 people "bring on the crackers, bring on the crackers". All through warm ups a "crackers" chant.
Pretty intimidating. We are down 20 at half. And my buddy, the transfer goes off. He hits 8 straight 3 pointers, and whole crowd starts chanting "go white boy, go white boy go". I can't remember if he hit a buzzer beater or just a dagger with time left to seal the win but crowd was going nuts for him. Interesting time.