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Dude, I haven't played ball in about a year and a half. I'm too old to play with the teenagers that go to the gym where I workout in the evenings: I was never the quickest dude out there, and if I use my grown man strength to outplay them aggressively, then I just look like the grown ass man picking on kids. If they hoop the shit out of me, then I'm the grown ass man that just got served by some kids.

I used to play with guys my age early in the morning a couple of days a week, but my job moved across town, so I wouldn't have time to wake up, drive there and drive to work on time when I'm done. At this point, I wouldn't mind all the baseless shit talk in the world just to be able to play with some other grown men.

It wouldn't be nearly as much anyway. By their 30s, guys finally stop giving up their dream of walking on somewhere and start seeing their b-ball mortality. They have jobs and kids to worry about instead of trying to show out for the bitches or someone stepping on their Jordans. With grown men, we can get four games in within an hour. With knucklehead teenagers, it takes 45 minutes just to start the first game because everybody is on a cell phone.