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rj what position did you play

Mostly SF. In our game I could play stretch 4, I could cover guys 6'3/4. Loved to pick and pop. I would also play some in the post to set up open shots and a baby hook.

At the end, on D, I'd just clog the lane and get some boards. Very solid outlet passes.

How about you?
 
Got offered a free canes tik tonight and it iust happened to be wf night
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Mostly SF. In our game I could play stretch 4, I could cover guys 6'3/4. Loved to pick and pop. I would also play some in the post to set up open shots and a baby hook.

At the end, on D, I'd just clog the lane and get some boards. Very solid outlet passes.

How about you?

Yeah about the same. I can’t set up in the post on offense really but I can defend taller guys because I have good footwork and crash the boards. I compared myself earlier to Levy. I’m a non skilled Aminu or Hoard.
 
I was a scorer and passer at the end. My D was help and outlet passes.

One of the funniest parts was this guy Marcus. He went to Penn State and is about 6'3. I used to wipe him out on at least one pick a game. His go to move driving base and going reverse. I'd tell the guy covering him to play him to the base and let him go. I'd go to the opposite side and put my hand up to the bottom of the backboard to block his shot every time.

A friend of still remembers watching a Wake/Duke game and saying, "Does that skinny guy cover everyone?" about Levy.
 
Touche :)

How about your old buddies or the concierge at the hotel?

The hotel I stay at at the dart tournament gives you a free growler every stay. I didn’t even know it existed when I lived here. Really fucking pissed I forgot my Pitbull shirt as I let my wife pack. This was designed to throw people off

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Throw your dart at his legs. He has targets on them. Blame it on being drunk.
 
rj, my proudest moment was at a court in south philly in a bad neighborhood

I was guarding a guy who must have been 6’6”, and he was pretty much roasting me

I was getting a hand up and he was draining long threes in my face and then driving on me and throwing down dunks. Pretty humiliating, I was so outmatches, but I was playing hard and sometimes denying him the ball and frustrating him. He was a bench warmer at Drexel.

End of the game we were playing to 21 and it was 20-20, and he caught the ball in the high post, pump faked, I kept my feet, he took a screen, I went under it and swatted the shit out of him at the rim and our star guy went down and dunked it for the win at the other end.
 
I’ve played ball with 2 legit d1 players in the last 10 years. They were so superior to everyone else on the court it didn’t seem like it could be enjoyable for them.

Also we beat our crosstown rival in ot tonight. Happy postgame beers are better than sad ones.

And Townie couldn’t guard rj.
 
He could guard me now....But if I shot for a week or so, I'd chance playing horse with him.

When I was in HS or may have been a frosh in college, I was playing at a place called Rose Playground on the border of Overbrook Park and West Philly. There was an upper court for pros and D1 players. The lower court was for the rest of us. One day, they were short a guy on the upper court and called for me to join them. I had no business in that game with Temple star Johnny Baum, playground legend Ty Britt and ABA star Trooper Washington.

After a few plays, Trooper winged the ball at my head and screamed,"If you're open shoot the fucking rock."

I had no prayer at playing D against those guys, but I did hit a couple of buckets and got to play the next game. Then, they told me to go back to the other court.

About six months ago, I surprised myself. I was walking to get some lunch and decided to take a jump at a hoop on our street. I touched the second knot below the rim and was psyched.
 
The hotel I stay at at the dart tournament gives you a free growler every stay. I didn’t even know it existed when I lived here. Really fucking pissed I forgot my Pitbull shirt as I let my wife pack. This was designed to throw people off

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A rug would really tie that room together.
 
He could guard me now....But if I shot for a week or so, I'd chance playing horse with him.

When I was in HS or may have been a frosh in college, I was playing at a place called Rose Playground on the border of Overbrook Park and West Philly. There was an upper court for pros and D1 players. The lower court was for the rest of us. One day, they were short a guy on the upper court and called for me to join them. I had no business in that game with Temple star Johnny Baum, playground legend Ty Britt and ABA star Trooper Washington.

After a few plays, Trooper winged the ball at my head and screamed,"If you're open shoot the fucking rock."

I had no prayer at playing D against those guys, but I did hit a couple of buckets and got to play the next game. Then, they told me to go back to the other court.

About six months ago, I surprised myself. I was walking to get some lunch and decided to take a jump at a hoop on our street. I touched the second knot below the rim and was psyched.

"Setting up a place to brag. How cool!"
 
This was not set up for the same purpose. What Townie and I were doing is what people do in bars every day.
 
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