It was a cold evening in the California Desert in 2002. Your humble writer, me, was playing basketball in the park was beginning the best years of his life. As a college student, I couldn’t play more than a few games of 21 per night, because I had to grab the bus home and be ready for class the next day.
During each game, I was playing the perimeter very well, passing and shooting, as well as driving by defenders. Someone who was very knowledgeable about basketball would come by and give me advice on developing a hook shot, because I was taller than all of my opponents and teammates. I struggled to be effective with the hook shot, so I continued to play my style...
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