Today I'm standing along the fence of the outdoor basketball courts at the beloved East Hills Park.
I'm awaiting the completion of the current game, as I've got next...and mad skillz yo.
However, the humiliation I received today was dealt off the court as oppose to the standard on court shot-blocks, air-balls, and temper tantrums that come along with an Evan Krumholz basketball endeavor.
Me and an older gentleman are waiting to play.
Dude: You play here often?
Me: When I can...my Dad actually plays here more than I do, in the Sunday morning games.
Dude: Who's your father?
Me: David Krumholz? Glasses...kinda looks like Larry David?
Dude: Hmm.. Ohhh Dave! What a shooter man! He's freakin' automatic from the outside.
Me: Yea, haha, he's pretty good.
Dude:.....no offense, but he's like 6 foot....what the fuck happened to you?
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