"Arie played me and Jake one-on-two last Saturday, and he beat us." - My father-in-law, fessing up to Lindsay
What can I say, it happens. I got lucky. My three pointers were falling, and then there were a couple dunks that I threw down, including a reverse slam, that had a demoralizing effect on the opposing team.
True, it helped that Jake (Lindsay's nephew) is slightly taller than a yard stick, that my father-in-law could use a couple ankle replacements, and that the goal was eight feet high. But take your victories where you find 'em, I say.
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