I had to laugh. While the church gym our group usually played in was being refloored, we played for a while here at the Dallas Street Armory, which is open to the public. Well, there was a cancellation for our group and I didn't get the word, so I just participated in the shootaround and got picked, probably because I was really the only one with a jumper. Also, I was the only white face in the gym. We were playing HS kids and their little guard had a bad habit of hanging the ball out wide when he'd start a drive. I picked him off twice, with this adult running down the side shouting "Don't let him do that to you!!" I found out after we finished that they were an AAU team and he was the "coach."
Funny thing, the first time I stole him, and had taken off down the court, I could tell there was a guy catching up with me. I looked over and had a trailer to my right. I went up and flipped it behind me to him. He was so surprised, he didn't even take it in for a layup - just stopped and shot a weak little 8' jumper and missed. After that, I started paying more attention to the style they were playing. The name of the game was "take it to the rim," mano a mano, which was the reason my trailer was so shocked at being fed...
