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Hey everyone, look at how cool the Mookie crowd is. Man, they're sensational. Those cyncial response to half the threads in the club... they're just way too clever for me. I wish I could come up with such inventive, cool posts as they do.
Cool story, mate!
Hey everyone, look at how cool the Mookie crowd is. Man, they're sensational. Those cyncial response to half the threads in the club... they're just way too clever for me. I wish I could come up with such inventive, cool posts as they do.
was that sarcasm?
there are about 4 trolls that post only that, pretty original
we're so cool!
/troll
ROFL
its sarcasm!
Congrats, Mook. You picked up on the sarcasm. Way to be.
Thanks!
most original online scarffs
1.
2. you think youre cool, but youre NOT!
3. you live in your moms basement
4. you play dungeons and dragons
5. internet tough guy
6. Cynical "I'm too cool for school" guy.
Good list though. It's nice that you notice that I'm employing an unoriginal retort to your unoriginal posts.
LOL global warming.
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How else am I meant to see? There is a big, unexploited market for glasses tough enough to play sport in that don't make you look ridiculous.
As for the rest of this thread, well done all. I won't bother to post any more threads. What is the point when all you get for replies are cretinous trolling?
Amare was smart going with the M-Frames.
I've actually emailed the Suns to try and find out where he got them from. No reply as of yet. M-frames, you say? Tell me more.
Edit - just looked them up. Oakley prescription glasses, eh? Probably cost me a grand, but it might be worth it (the things i play in have no peripheral vision which makes the game harder).
ruff i'd pin your , take it coast to coast and deliver a mushroom stamp on your forehead at the other end
Actually I checked on those when I got new frames, I think they were around $400 at Lenscrafters.
lol getting chode bloaded by 4cc
My balla story occured when I was on my squadrons basketball team in the military. Nothing big, just a bunch of us guys put together an intramural league.
First of all I am only 5'6" and am a mutt. The fine product of Mexican and Korean genes. Therefore I fell into a stereotype that I couldn't play ball at all. This event took place 9 years ago.
I was a benchwarmer only used to shag and bag the balls after our practice. Only one member of our team knew that I could actually play since I would play pickup games all the time at the base gym sometimes for 12 hours straight or so. I was lucky to participate in the warmup layup drills with the team. Our team started out 0-3 on the 22 game season. It wasn't until then that I started asking to play. Finally my friend (who was also the best player on our team) convinced to coach to let me play in the 4th game of the season.
This is when I broke out of the stereotype mold. I immediately recognized that I was being mocked by the other team (who none were shorter than 6'2") because they started laughing and talking about an easy win with me at the point. Sure enough predictably their first play was to put me on the block. Of course they scored on me easily enough. I switched up my defense to front the post and for my size I had surprising hops (they didn't know, but I could easily grab the rim, but cant dunk due to small hands). Two quick steals later, they abandoned the post game. I was a nightmare on the defensive end. I was very very fast, and was the annoying basketball archetype 'marathon man'. I finished the game with 14 steals. Just wait it gets better!
On the offensive side of the ball, they would sag off of me daring me to shoot. Even their coach was telling them to let me shoot. Big mistake. I was at my peak around 65% from high school 3 from the corner, and around 40% everywhere else. But those stats didnt matter on this night. I drained my first 3 three pointers from the corner before they decided to try to play some defense on me. I continued to play to the whole stereotypical mindset of my defender and knew my next shot he would try to swat out of the gym. A little pump fake a dribble and 2 steps later I had my first layup of the game. That is when I feel I went into the 'zone'. Next posession I gave a short jab step which he completely fell for and drained another 3 from the top of the key. At this point the crowd was getting pretty excited. Next I decided to run my man of off 3 screens and passed up an open jumper for an oop to my cutting friend for a 1 hand slam. My team started getting really confident in my ability to play and started giving me to ball to run the show instead of my friend. I was driving right by my defender with no problem wreaking some serious havoc in the paint area when they decided to try to trap me. Being small has its advantages and could split pretty easily and dish off to our big men with ease when the help defense shows. If not, I would just raise up and drain a leaning jumper. It was by far the best game I had every played. I finished the game with a crazy stat line... 43 pts, 12 assists, and 14 steals. I hit 9 threes but missed all my free throws. I don't know how the that happens but I suck at free throws but can hit the long ball. It defies everything.
Anyways that was my moment in the sun. They dubbed me AI 'Asian Iverson' after that game and I went on to average 21 points 8 assists and 5 steals a game. Unfortunately we didn't win the championship. I guess that AI nickname was a jinx.
Or you could just get contacts.
I got a couple short balla stories...
I went to Michigan in the mid 1990s for college. I didn't play basketball in high school and wasn't all that great when I first got to college. But, I loved playing basketball and I wasn't bad by any means. So in college, I ended up becoming a gym rat, literally playing every day for a couple hours, just running pick-up. By the time I was a senior, I think I got pretty good.
So anyway, I was running pick up one summer and it wasn't all that great of compe ion. I think it was still early in the day. So in walk Charles Woodson and David Bowens. Normally, they probably wouldn't have played on the court I was playing on because the football players and the basketball players would all usually just take over a court and you'd have to be really known or black to get to run with them lol. But like I said, it was a slow day and early, so they just called next and ran with the "normal" pick up guys. Anyway, so I'm on a semi-fast break and Woodson is defending me, I give him an in-and-out dribble and completely froze him, drive baseline... and I'm thinking I'm the because I just froze a phenomenal athlete. Nevermind that Woodson and Bowens were playing half-ass and not even trying. I didn't care. I was pretty hyped. So I'm clear to make the baseline lay-up but was coming in an angle where I couldn't really use the glass. So, I go up...
... and airball the lay-up by about 2 feet too hard. I break Charles Woodson's ankles only to airball a lay-up. Cool story, bro.
Second story was also from Michigan pick-up ball. It was the summertime and it was after my sop re year. Gym was pretty empty at the time because it was the second term in summer and it was pretty empty on campus. Anyway, one of the regulars was this kid Jake who played junior college and I became cool with him. With the few people that came in, we'd run them off the court pretty easily. Anyway, in comes Maurice Taylor with a couple of his friends. I'm a little excited because I liked his game and was hyped to get to ball with him. Anyway, turns out he was a major, major face (no offense, mono). So my friend Jake was about 6-4, 215 soaking wet. Remember Mo was like 6-9, 250 at least. Granted Jake played JuCo but he was still tiny compared to Mo. We were garbage pick-up players. Anyway, Mo Taylor and his friends start talking ... TO US. There are like 15 people in the entire gym and Mo Taylor is talking . A division I college basketball player. He's throwing elbows and flexing after baskets. Ridiculous. Anyway, I'm no punk on the court. So I don't give a who you are or how big you are. So Mo Taylor goes up for a dunk and I get in the way to foul him hard. BTW, I'm 5-10 and back then probably around 170. Great idea... or not. I ended up fouling his elbow with my face and he dunks it. Turns out one of the guys with him was his father, and he was talking more than anyone, trying to pick a fight with my friend Jake. Probably smartly, we just shut up and took the talk after we lost.
you do realize how bad contacts are for the environment in the manufacturing and disposal process right?Or you could just get contacts.
8th grade at Krueger Middle School I played ten minutes over the course of the entire season but my per 48's were off the ing charts. 4 blocks, 3 rebounds, 2 charges. Do the math on that .
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Charles Woodson with a giant floppy dildo. Undeserving Heisman, imho.
Nah, contacts, I've always been a glasses wearer and always shall be. And yeah, anything disposable pretty much contradicts my way of life.
Thanks xellos and Jamstone, nice stories. 14 steals, holy ! And Mo Taylor being an arsehole... somehow that's not surprising. What's he doing now? Playing in Kazakstan? (Actually, just looked it up, and he played in Italy in 2009, but it looks like he's done. never really made it as an NBA player - sorta Drew gooden but without the persistence.)
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