Basketball Baryshnikovs belly up to the barre to try out for the Warriors' new all-male dance team. You could call it 'hoop nightmares.'

Peter Hartlaub, Chronicle Staff Writer

After the first few beats of Grandmaster Flash's "White Lines," Oakland resident Brian Crawford turned around and shook what his momma gave him, thus displaying the first plumber's butt of the afternoon.

It was one of many sign-that-boy-up! moments for the judges trying to pick the Golden State Warriors' new male synchronized dance team, the basketball franchise's most recent experiment in entertainment.