Happy Thursday folks. I noticed a pattern in my entries on this board…I always end up talking about women. So this week, I’ll talk about something totally unrelated. I’ll just say this last thing: Despite the shit I talk, I really love women and respect them. Even when you all do get on that dumb shit.

I’ll tell the story of the one and only time I played basketball with Allen Iverson.

It was summer ‘98 if I remember correctly. All I know was, I was still attending Hampton, and on occasion A.I. would ride across campus in his Bentley making new friends over near the female dorms. So one particulary nice day, he decided to come out to the courts and shoot around with some of us who were already out there playing. So he comes out there and was like “Can I get a run?” So one of those guys on my team said “Hell yeah you can get a run! Ay Larry!, Getouttahere! A.I. got your spot!”

So my man E was on the other team…and he happened to steal the ball from Allen Iverson and take it downcourt for a layup. I guess that made him feel confident, cause he said some shit to the effect of “Yeah! I don’t give a shit if he is an All Star. He can get it too!”

After that, I’m dribbling upcourt, and Iverson was like “Give me the fuckin’ ball.” I did, and he heads downcourt right past two defenders. E is standing in the paint in a defensive stance, probably thinking he’s going to make another big play.

All I know is Iverson jumped, and E jumped. Once the two were both in the air, Iverson just kept rising and rising, while E kinda rose, then the laws of gravity caught up with his ass. When A.I. finally did throw it down, E was horizontal in the air about a foot below him…LOL. He dunked on E so hard, it was borderline violent. It was the basketball version of an Ike Turner open-handed slap in the mouth. The shit was so dramatic, that it actually seemed like it happened in slow motion…LOL.

To this day, I still joke him about it whenever we talk basketball.