1:50 mark - LeBron steals the ball from a little kid, dribbles past a couple kids, goes the length of the court and throws down a dunk. 2:33 mark - grabs a rebound off a kid's missed layup, and misses the put back dunk, almost crushes the kid as he throws him to the floor. 2:40 mark - steals a kid's pass again, dribbles full court, throws it off the backboard over this little kid and dunk's his own alley oop right over the poor kid. 3:30 mark - he turns the ball over on a behind the back pass that went to nobody, led to an easy fast break layup, didn't even get back on D. 4:32 mark - LeBron tries to go baseline but he dribbles it off his leg, out of bounds, another dumb turnover. 6:15 mark - LeBron gets burnt by some dude in short shorts 7:30 mark - kids beat LeBron down the court and gets the easy layup over LeBron's attempted come-from-behind block. 7:37 mark - LeBron banks in a 3 off the glass but didn't call it. His opponent calls him out on it. 8:41 mark - LeBron gets stuffed by some scrub on an attempted fade away pull up J from 18 feet. 8:48 mark - LeBron dribbles around, kills some grass, then throws up a near airball, just grazing the bottom of the backboard.
During Ramadan, observing Muslims like Abdullah will fast for 30 days; eating or drinking nothing while the sun is out. Food and drink are permitted after dark and before sunrise, but during the day, there's nada -- not a...
How long were you out of prison before you actually felt free?
Never. Not till now, really. This is the freest I ever felt in my life. And I'm still not free. But it's an awesome feeling. I got no money. I'm not a glamour guy anymore. I got friends who've got money, so it looks like I've got money, but I don't. All the money I had, forget it. I never had anything, never had a stitch on me that felt like freedom. But to have somebody by your side, win, lose, or draw. My wife's lived with me in places I wouldn't take a shit in. I wouldn't be a prostitute in some of the places my wife and I have slept.