As part of Goodby Silverstein & Partners’ ongoing “BIG” work for the NBA, we leave your this Turkey Day with this double-dribble-galore tune brought to you by Dwyane Wade, Dwight Howard, Carmelo Anthony and Russell Westbrook among others to herald the Association’s Christmas uniforms. We need not explain more, but we with you a Happy Thanksgiving in the process. Let’s just hope there are no David Stern fines to be levied. You, like us, are hopefully looking forward to the NBA Finals matchup between the Heat and Thunder come Xmas. Credits after the jump.
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From Goodby and prodco O Positive comes new television campaign “Homecoming” for Comcast’s Triple-Play cable TV, Internet, and telephone service, Xfinity.
If you live in a region where Comcast is the only cable service option available (as I do), you no doubt have gotten into three or four yelling matches with their “customer service representatives” when your service inexplicably goes haywire or completely disappears for weeks on end. If you’ll recall, Comcast made the Final Four in Consumerist‘s “Worst Company in America” tournament last year (after winning in 2010), only being knocked out of contention by evil ocean-ruiner, BP. This was, mind you, after Comcast was caught begging its employees to vote for competitor Charter Communications in the tournament.
It’s no wonder many Comcast subscribers turn to alternative services after their struggles lead to bouts of crippling depression. Some, like the woman in the above spot, turn to Verizon’s fiber optic network, FiOS. But, Comcast doesn’t mind, as they know you’ll come crawling back sooner or later. (They always do, don’t they?) So, when your foolish hubris spins wildly out of control, remember that Comcast knew you were stupid all along. That random increase on your monthly bill is actually punishment for feeling entitled. Credits, and one more spot that features crying and hugging, follow after the jump.
Using the same approach as the Amar’e Stoudemire spot, Park Pictures, Bicoastal/London director Chris Sargent and Goodby, Silverstein & Partners, Worldwide go back to the future, so to speak, to a Canadian gym in 1996. Here, a young Steve Nash shoots hoops with a boy claiming to be from the future. The time traveler tries to convince Nash that he’s a future NBA star by listing what would eventually be the Phoenix Suns guard’s accomplishments. We’re guessing Doc Brown and the delorean are parked right outside. Great Scott! Credits after the jump.