It's like a default highlight. It doesn't matter how nasty or quick or easy the alley-oop is, because every alley-oop is sweet in its own right. Observe:
A nasty, nasty alley-oop. Makes you wanna holler "gat-damn!" But then check this out:
Scientific. Almost like they plotted the course with a protractor. Alley-oops are every bit as dope at the high school level:
If you ever hear somebody say "I saw this alley-oop that wasn't so sweet..." you can call him on his bullshit with confidence: "No you didn't. Stop lying." Because when one guy passed it and another guy jammed it, you know he jumped out of his seat and yelled "OHHHHHHH!!!!" just like everyone else.
Even white guys can alley-oop with the slow motion sickness:
Of course, failed alley-oops are equally embarrassing as completed ones are awesome:
Even white guys can alley-oop with the slow motion sickness:
Of course, failed alley-oops are equally embarrassing as completed ones are awesome:
So go forth and alley-oop, my children... because it is good, because it is sweet, and because Crispy Browne said so.
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