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Westbrook resting tonight
Is he still an alpha?
Why can't these teams ever rebrand properly? Guarantee there was a better sexier option someone said no to in favor of this.
T wolves look like the Seattle Seahawks
He only got to UCLA because Jordan Farmar declared for the draft. Otherwise, I think he was going to UCSD.
Man Elle was lookin like a piece of candy today.....
Idk bro thats a bad ***....Her face is kinda meh.
WHAT!!!!Her legs are nice and she seems fun. Not top 3 on ESPN though.
Cassidy right?
Gimme Hubbarth over all of them.
She's cool and pretty but hot AF because she's down.
TBT: It’s the summer of ’07, just a few months before my senior year at Oak Hill Academy. I’m the No. 1 high school player in the country — and I know it, too, if you know what I mean. I’m 17, doing whatever I want on the court, and no one can tell me nothin’.
Around that time, Reebok is holding their RBKU camp in Philly. It’s an event they have every year, where the best high school players in the country all come up and scrimmage against each other. (Basically it’s just a big audition for the scouts and the shoe companies.) And of course I’m there.
My team has a backcourt of me and Isaiah Thomas (yeah, that one) — and we’re pretty much just running ****. The other team, they’ve got some guys, no doubt. It’s basically an All-Star game, you know — everyone’s got some guys. But at the point? Man, they’ve got this super-skinny kid, this junior nobody. Like … I don’t even know his name. Don’t really care, either. I think he’s from Raleigh? Could be from wherever. That’s just how it was for me that summer. I’m feeling myself, and I know that no other point at that camp can touch me. Especially not some kid I don’t know, from I-don’t-know-where.
Anyway, at some point during one of the scrimmages, I catch an open lane in full stride and I’m flying. I take a quick dribble, then another, past this no-name point of theirs — and then I dunk that **** SO HARD.
Not even on him — I’m too fast to dunk it on him. I just dunk it by him. And as I land, and turn around to get back on defense, all hyped up, this no-name kid decides he’s gonna cross my path. Big mistake. I give him a bump in the chest — serious bump — and scream right in his face, too.
Yes SirCassidy right?
Gimme Hubbarth over all of them.
She's cool and pretty but hot AF because she's down.