What up guys! I decided to jump back on the board, being the hoop season is right around the corner. I think this thread is great, and it warms my heart knowing members of the Duke family care so much for others. Not sure if this is the right thread for my post, but being I wasn't paid and I enlightened people worldwide, I figured that was grounds for "volunteer" work. My volunteer work went like this...
For the betterment of mankind, one summer I tracked the footsteps of Gary and the "mafia", for a solid three months. During my three month stalk, I submitted a daily report to people worldwide on the superior recruiting intel, the incredible basketball knowledge, and the many layers of always being right, of the incomparable Gary. After seeing firsthand the timeless hours he and the mafia put in on the recruiting trail, paired with his horrible 1 for 47 accuracy rate on where recruits would end up, this was an absolute life changing experience. His innate ability to try, and if in fail try again, was simply mind blowing. I will share one of my daily logs with you guys, that way you can understand how fortunate I was...
Aug. 1st
Tonight, after being on the recruiting grind for 52-80 (somewhere in that neighborhood) straight hours, I witnessed Gary jump into a game of three card monte in the Waffle House parking lot. With a full belly of Bert's chili in tow, the legend Gary with the "mafia" by his side, managed to guess wrong for three straight hours. It wasn't until after one of the "mafia" members hooked him up to an iv drip of nanner pudding, that he finally won a game. After winning that one game, he quickly pointed out that the reasons he had not won a game in damn near three hours, were because he had a nagging injury, the dealer had a "handler", and the dealer had also been paid off by a higher power! After his lone win, we left. Shortly after leaving, and to the amazement of everyone, Gary called a timeout and pulled the "mafia" together. All the members of the "mafia" with their heads down, formed a semi circle around Gary. Gary promptly instructed the minions to pick their heads up, and not to worry because he was going to write a "Stats and Stuff", that would heal all wounds that one might have encountered by watching his three card monte fail! I can hear Gary so clear uttering the words, "mafia members, even though the scoreboard doesn't reflect it, we won tonight"!
Tonight, I learned the biggest lesson of all... Lying paired with bitching and moaning allows you to be the person you always wanted to be! Thanks Gary, you are my man crush, and I am proud to share first names with you!
I went into that summer a mere toddler in life... and came out MAN!