When I was in high school, we were playing basketball at the rec dept and this older guy came in and wanted to play. He looked pretty rough, probably a little drunk, but we let him run. He crossed half-court, took a shot, and turned to go the other way as soon as it left his hands.
Nothing but net. I was like "WTF??" Next trip, I was gonna D him up. No such luck, nothing but net with me all up in his grill. Dude didn't miss but maybe 3 shots the whole night. Finally, I asked him what his name was and he "Everybody calls me Bird."
Then it finally clicked in my head who he was.
RIP