Julius Randle Swats The Shit Out Of A Kid's Shot At The Boys And Girls Club

That is hands down the best feeling in the world.  No matter how cruel it is. No matter how unfair it is.  There is no better feeling than swatting the shit out of a shot with no mercy. I have a little nephew and sometimes we shoot a little hoop. The only problem is that when you play with little kids it’s expected that you take it easy on them, ya know, because you’re a fully grown adult and they are just a small child.  So you let them win and let them win and let them win.  You pretend to stumble or you pretend their cross over isn’t as slow as molasses and you fly in the opposite direction. It’s all fun and the kid gets a kick out of it.  But then something happens.  They start to get cocky. They start talking trash.  Like they don’t realize you’re letting them win. That’s when you gotta lay down the law like Julius Randle did there. “Yeah I don’t give a fuck that we’re at the Boys and Girls Club. Just needed to remind you little pipsqueaks who runs shit around here.” I do that to my nephew too and he starts to cry. Toughen up, kid. Life gets a lot worse than Uncle Trent swatting your jump shot into the 50th row.