I found this while doing some selfish Googling of my name world wide wimpernet:
Reminds me of another guy with the same name, but that guy didn't have a killer crossover that broke people's ankles from the top of the key. That other guy was more content with just dunking on poor fools at the high school level and making them look bad in front of their girlfriends or parents.
Ok, I'll admit it, it's pretty cruel to think like this, but damn it, it sure felt good to walk into your opponent's gym, and make them look silly while you threw a few dunks down to keep the locals quite.
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I so wished I was able to slam one down when I played. That must have been great to be able to silence the crowd and intimidate the opponent. Oh well, maybe in the next life.
...yeah, and I wish I could climb hills like you.
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