I’m not quite sure what’s happening here.
Is it The Hustle? I think someone forgot to tell our short stuff to bust his move.
Even his coach is trying to throw a Jedi mind trick at him.
I have to admit, after a few minutes, I really began to feel like I was in church.
A lot of hands held high in praise or something, because I surely couldn’t see a basketball.
Is this really called “defense”?
Ah. There we go. Proof that there is a game, and that we have mighty rebounders on our side.
Seriously. It was like a balloon convention or something, yes?
And now for some crazy moves.
This is how the small fry likes to focus on big bro and his mad skillz.
And then woo the ladies. I mean lady. There’s only one on our team.
That is all.