Some of my favorite memories from growing up were when my dad and me would go to the Y on Saturday and hoop. He use to beat me down mercilessly until I was in 8th or 9th grade and finally beat him. The games were competitive and he was hard on me, but we always had fun. We haven't played together since I was like a freshman in college, but I miss that.
Nothing like spending quality time with the man that brought you in this world.
I'm sure most of y'all can relate
Nothing like spending quality time with the man that brought you in this world.
I'm sure most of y'all can relate
