Funny story.... My junior year of HS, about 7 of us go to Evansville for the Semi-State. In between sessions, we go to a park to play some ball. We are all decked out in our "warm-up gear". Anyways....we find a game. There are these dudes, IN JEANS, shooting around. Hell one was smoking.
Eventually one of the dudes yells---"Y'all wanna run"?
We look at one another, laugh and say, "sure". We had a very good team that year....And of the 7 of us that went, 4 of us were starters. We won 17 games. Two of us would play college ball---Not me. Though I did play baseball. Anyways.....I mean, these dudes are IN JEANS...One dude is smoking....All of them were drinking. Yeah, this will take maybe 20 minutes. So as we we are walking over, my buddy goes---"No trash talking...no showbaoting..Lets just beat these dudes, and well, be nice about it...
Well, just ONE BIG ASS problem.
These dudes could play. I mean, really play. We check the ball. Run an actual set; play was called "BIrd". Easy backdoor bucket...
Nope. This dude damn near pins my shit through the backboard.
Quick outlet, and the dude who was smoking, takes about 4 dribbles, and absolutely hammers the mudder****er. We all lookat one another like...
"WTF did we get ourselves into."
Those dudes beat our asses...