It Has Got to Be the Shoes!
It Has Got to Be the Shoes! "It has got to be the shoes" As a young kid growing up, I constantly had a basketball in my hand and Michael Jordan shoes on my feet. My parents refused to pay top dollar for tennis shoes, so I would cut neighborhood lawns and save my money. Every once in a while, I was able to negotiate with my mom and dad and we would split the cost of a new pair of Air Jordans. I can still remember the first few weeks of owning a brand new pair ... I would leave the shoes in the box and only wear them when I laid in bed so I did not scuff them. I’m sure my parents laughed and rolled their eyes a bit when they found me asleep with them on my feet. The temptation to shoot baskets in them would eventually prove to be too much and I would find myself in our driveway arranging trash cans to play defense against me. I would weave through the cans and take shots, and every once in a while I would make one. “Yeeeeeeeessssssss!” I would say, “It has got t