New Zealand National Basketball Team

The New Zealand national basketball team represents New Zealand in international basketball competitions. It is nicknamed the Tall Blacks, derived from the name of New Zealand's Rugby union team, the All Blacks.

Read more about New Zealand National Basketball Team:  History, Olympic Games Record, FIBA Basketball World Cup Record, Commonwealth Games Record, Stanković Cup Record, William Jones Cup Record, Notable Players, 2012 FIBA World Olympic Qualifying Tournament Roster, Rosters

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