Ignore them. I GOT ICE IN MY VEINS.Laugh it off.One-up them with an earth-shattering dunk.*Kanye-shrug*Fans? What?They're just having fun, and so am I.They'll get over it.Talk trash back at them.Give them the finger.
Throw a fit.Beg to get back in.Stare at your coach till he puts you back in the game.Cheer your teammates on.Help coach with the gameplan.Slam chairs.Patiently watch the game.Harass a referee.
I don't really care, man. Just gimme my legend.I'd be honored.That'd be pretty cool.Am I starring in it?My stats better be PERFECT. You hear me? PERFECT.I don't really want limitations put on my character.Sure, I'll be dunking on everyone though.Interesting. Do I get free copies?Awesome, let's make 20 video games.
Post up, dribble, sky hook!Dropping a dime pass, so my teammate can hit the game winner.BOOM SHAKALAKA!Nail a three-pointer with my eyes closed.Cross-over, step back, fadeaway as time expires.I'm taking it to the house, but getting blocked.Whatever game plan the coach draws up.I'm usually on the bench in clutch situations.
Which NBA Legend Are You?
You're the freewheeling, "pistol" wielding, flamboyant, sharp-shooting, innovative swagger master. Not only do you have sick crossovers, you can knock down any shot, at any given time, because you put in serious work. No mere mortal could ever match your work ethic.
You're a straight up leader. Battle and adversity tested, versatile, and hard-nosed. There is no center too tall, or no point guard quick enough to contain your merciless skills. You'll go down in history the golden child of your group of friends.
You personify everything that's good in the world. Amazing form, wits and toughness, you're everyone's favorite leader, because you're simply good at everything.
First things first, you shatter records. You shatter everyone's faulty expectations of you. You shatter unintelligible conversations between analysts and gods alike. You're the lean, mean, not so green, do-it-all forward. And you're a force to be reckoned with.
You're a giant in every sense of the word, you globe-trotting, record breaking, beast. You're a writer, lover, actor, and one of the most charming, strongest personalities of all-time.
You're thoughtful, quick, and an ambassador of all-things awesome. People love you, because you do you, at all times. You're polarizing, a trend setter, a kung-fu master, and cultural icon. Sky-hooks all day. Sky-hook your sandwich wrapper, sky-hook your dirty tissue, ALL-SKY-HOOK EVERYTHING-BABY.
You're hustle, style, and unique personality will be remembered forever. You were born to be wild, homie. Keep on doing you.
You defy the odds. You're cerebral, talented, athletic and fierce. You'll be remembered not only as a force to be reckoned with, but as a person who was thoughtful, successful, and talented enough to be successful in any profession.
You're the logo. THE NBA MOTHER LOVING LOGO, you hear me? What can be better than that? You're on everyone's merchandise, forever and always. You're in Japan, you're in New York, you're in the Champs at some random mall in Youngstown. Everyone should bow down to your greatness.
You're the backboard breaking, harlem-shaking, genie loving, Super-Man of the NBA. You're skills, size, and ultimately entertaining personality will go down in history with the all-time greats.
Yup, you did it. The greatest to ever step foot onto a basketball court. You've got the shoes, the movie, the worldwide following, THE BOBCATS, and that tongue that just yells at defenders with a childish grin. Everyone wants to be you, you're the perfect competitor. You dunk, you shoot, you crossover, you play better defense than the tallest centers in the game. Your name will be spoken even when the earth disappears.
The doctor of cool, the sultan of swag, you're smoothest player ever to step foot on the court. Your legendary style, athleticism, and competitive drive will go unrivaled until the end of time. Now go buy some tube socks, and swag it out, my friend.