Good afternoon. Junkies ex swimmer here. So my story is I was growing up in Chicago, I was working at the eastbank club in downtown Chicago in the 90s. Playing basketball 1 day off. The elevator walks out a bunch of guys, 1 of the guys happens to be Michael Jordan. They picked teams, he picked me. The tall guy to be on his team. We were driving down the court, 1 time. I had a no look pass to him, he went up and dunked. He walked by me slapped, my hand and said, nice pass. I looked at my friends and said I'm never watching this hand again. Wiggle Wiggle, all the pops.