When I play basketball, I don’t call fouls. It may be a dumbass decision on my part, but I am just that prideful in basketball. If you drive in for the lay-up, you gotta go strong, and if you weren’t strong enough to make the shot, you didn’t go hard enough.
Yesterday while playing basketball with the homies running 5 on 5 full court (aiyahh), I got hit directly from the left side and the right side both from two defenders as I was going for the lay-up, and missed. I didn’t go strong enough, so I didn’t call the foul, and my teammate was complaining to me to call the foul. In my mind, I was like this is street ball and there are no fucking refs to call no fouls, and any player on the court can be biased; therefore you go hard or go home. I don’t care if I get injured or bleed; I ain’t calling that foul.
I just gotta keep trying until I score.
And if I do make the And-1?
(Yeah, fuck you Kobe)
(Have fun with Kobe)
(No, fuck you Kobe, Imma Boss, oh wait Sacramento beat the Lakers this game, look at the score, and I was at that game)
Gotta go strong like Derrick Rose here against Lebron James and Dwyane Wade, which was similar to my story, but I missed. I will score no matter what.