I mean, are we talking about hooping? Or, are we talking about Championship Basketball? When you are within your height in distance from the basket, we as hoopers call it REACH, and you bounce pass to a 7-footer in traffic...your legacy aligned with the phrase greatness is tarnished with me. You put that ball up where that man can see and reach it. I mean, I get it. He is, by far, one of, if not, thee best athlete(non-skilled position player) to play the game of basketball, ever. Buuuuut, when you pick up your dribble, your job is not to FIND the open man before you travel, NO! You meet the open man to the ball, because if it fails, it*s nobody*s fault to blame on not being on your page. This validates your reputation with me. But when you can dribble like Derron Williams, built like The Mailman, and drop the sledge down like AK47, you hard not to notice. Collect some hardware, you can call your plays AND Deals. But choking in the clutch, looking to make a pass because you bricking, and you only bricking because you have no frontcourt skill set and scared of the free throw line. Naw, buddy. You ain*emen make the conversation, homie. You be hoopin*though. Sho*do.
Newcomers, to the City of Angels.