In my quest to become the world’s premier basketball
athlete, there was always one thing holding me back. Until now. I got my first pair of Jordan’s (Jordans?
Jordans’s?), and I'm steppin on, steppin on haters everyday.
I’m not a shoe guy. My roommate was a shoe guy, and I
thought that was cool, and he was cool, and he’d talk about things like
air-bubble soles and coffee cream coloring and I knew these were cool things
but that’s about it. He’d even take a little toothbrush and clean them. He had
a whole closet full of them and would order new ones over the internet which I
could not *believe* because what if they don’t fit? I have Gym Shoes, Jeans
Shoes, Khaki Shoes and Wedding Shoes. And flip-flops. I’d just wear the same
pair of shoes I always did until I wore a hole in them and they fell apart.
Until now. Did I say I got my first pair of Jordans?!
