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The day I did not get picked because a young lady was called, "Sister", by the dudes who hung out and played on the basketball court. She was a better basketball player than I was at the time. I was about eleven years old, so I was not really interested in basketball. I was just trying to learn or figure out how to play the game eventually. One of my favorite basketball players was an older dude named Crenshaw, he once made a spectacular double pump jump shot from the top of the key against a dude who was guarding trying to Crenshaw. This spectacular moment happened one evening at Harlem Park Junior High School in a pick up game or recreation game. I remember that play like it yesterday, so I think my interest in basketball was because of Crenshaw playing ability and he was just a cool dude from my perspective as a young kid.

Crenshaw may have played high school basketball at Carver High School, but

Crenshaw, he was one of the dudes everyone wanted to play with or be on his team at the playground court that was behind the houses on Harlem Avenue and Lanvale Avenue and behind the Catholic School on Arlington Avenue. It was my introduction to the struggle of not getting picked, but trying to get understanding of the game of basketball at the age of eleven. Basketball is game inside of a game; consequently, it is more mental than physical.

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