yeah...? well.. i, this one time i was in the nba, and time was winding down in the 4th quarter and kobe bryant passed me the ball and said "hey, kid, you got this... win it for them", and then i stepped up to half court, 2 seconds left i catch the pass, one bounce, step, lauch it... i stepped back a bit, banged it like a motherfucker, and then turned at the swish with the buzzer going off... no big deal or anything just saying...
"So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse"
it gets surprisingly tiring. as someone whose spent many an hour chucking up half court shots at slow practices, i can safely say it's really damn hard to hit them with that much consistently that quickly. some people have a knack though, i know one kid who used to pretty much be able to do it on command. now from the line, that's a different story.
everything would be better if everyone wasnt a complete pussy.