France National Basketball Team

France National Basketball Team

The French national basketball team is the national basketball team representing France. It is administrated by the Fédération Française de Basket-Ball (French Basketball Federation). The team has been competitive, but has yet to win a major international tournament. France has been a regular at EuroBasket, with 36 appearances, with its best result being a silver medal at EuroBasket 1949 and EuroBasket 2011. The French squad has also won two silver medals at the Summer Olympics, in 1948 and 2000. France's best result at the Basketball World Championship came in 2006, when it finished in fifth place.
France has qualified for the European Championship a total of 36 times, more than any other nation.
Its recent result at the EuroBasket 2011 was its best performance in Europe in over 60 years.

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