what I call bouncing the basketball."
dribbling is for infants. What do you call shooting the ball, teething? You're
a sweet guy, but you're crazy."
think people can fly, and I'm crazy? If God wanted men to fly, he'd have given
if God wanted men to dribble, he'd have given us bibs."
"Go ahead and
joke. But if you really appreciated flying, you'd want to help me develop
basketball. In a way, your airplane and my game are cousins. See, I'm gonna
nail the peach basket up at 10 feet, so the only way you can get close to it is
by jumping up at it. And years from now, when the game is all the rage, the
fans will talk about a player who can really jump high, and say, 'That guy can
"I can hear
the cheerleaders now: 'Two, four, six, eight, come on guys, lev-i-tate.'
Look, you guys are what you might call aeronautical engineers, so you tell me
if this is crazy. I think someday the players will go beyond flying. They'll go
up to shoot, and instead of coming right down, they'll stay up in the air,
kicking their legs, spinning their arms and rotating their bodies so they look
like human eggbeaters, and they'll stay up there so long, it'll seem like
they're suspended by invisible wires."
will you call that, Jimmy?"
that hang time."
rich?/ Are we a pair?/ Me here at last on the ground./ You in midair."*