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I’ve been in love with Jazz basketball since i was too small to even understand the game. I remember playing ball on a Fisher Price hoop in my best friend’s drive way. He’d always be Karl Malone and I was always John Stockton. We’d take turns thowing each other alley-oops on the little 3 foot hoop and after i’d catch fire NBA Jam style and throw down a dunk like never before seen he’d be quick to remind me that Stockton didn’t dunk. Good times. |