I remember this one particular night. This guy was all over me
I couldn't get a shot off. I moved left, he was there. I moved
Right, he was there. I mean, I tried to go up, he was there
And by the time I came down, he was there. Then I had to go deep
Into the zone. But guess what? He was already there. By this time
I'm really getting frustrated, all 6'9" of me. But it didn't seem
To matter because this guy was in the zone also. Well, anyway
He and I are real good friends today. And you know what? He even
Promised me that he'd let me get my shot off the next time we
Played against each other. Man, that Spud Webb is a bad brother
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