Well, let me tell ya somethin’ about this Dunk Kobe Bryant fella, or whatever his name is. Folks keep talkin’ ’bout him and his fancy shoes and jumpin’. I ain’t no expert, mind you, just an old woman who’s seen a thing or two.
This Kobe guy, he’s a basketball player, I reckon. Folks say he was real good, jumpin’ and throwin’ that ball. They even named some shoes after him, Dunk somethin’-somethin’ they call ’em. Sounds like a bunch of hooey to me, but the young’uns, they go crazy for ’em.
Now, I seen some jumpin’ in my day. Boys jumpin’ fences, kids jumpin’ rope. But this Kobe, he jumped different, they say. Like a frog on a hot skillet, I guess. And fast, like a chicken chasin’ a bug. He’d go zoomin’ and flyin’ and then slam that ball right in the hole. They call it a “dunk” or somethin’. Sounds painful if you ask me.
- They say he played for some teams. Like the Lakers, Knicks, and some other city names I can’t even pronounce. Sounds like a bunch of travelin’ to me. Don’t know how those boys kept their feet on the ground.
- And them shoes! Dunk Kobe Bryant shoes. Folks line up for days to get ’em. Payin’ a whole heap of money for somethin’ you put on your feet. Back in my day, we wore shoes ’til they fell apart. No fancy names or nothin’.
I heard tell this Kobe fella, he worked real hard. Practiced all day and night, they say. Just like churnin’ butter or hoein’ the fields. Gotta put in the work if you wanna get somethin’ done, I always say. Even if it’s just jumpin’ and throwin’ a ball.
They got pictures of him everywhere, this Kobe fella. Jumpin’, grinnin’, holdin’ that ball. He was famous, real famous. Like them movie stars, I guess. But fame don’t put food on the table, I always say. Gotta have somethin’ more than just jumpin’ and grinnin’.
Now, they tell me this Kobe ain’t around no more. Somethin’ happened, somethin’ sad. Folks were cryin’ and carryin’ on. It’s a shame, you know? All that jumpin’ and runnin’, and then it’s just gone. Makes you think, it does.
But them shoes, they’re still around. Dunk Kobe Bryant shoes. Folks still buyin’ ’em, wearin’ ’em, talkin’ ’bout him. It’s like he’s still jumpin’ and runnin’ in them shoes, I guess. A memory, that’s what it is. A memory in a pair of shoes.
I seen a lot of things in my life. Folks comin’ and goin’, things changin’. But one thing stays the same, folks always lookin’ for somethin’ to hold onto. Maybe it’s a song, maybe it’s a story, maybe it’s a pair of shoes. And for some folks, I reckon, it’s this Dunk Kobe Bryant and his jumpin’.
So there you have it. That’s all I know about this Dunk Kobe Bryant fella. Ain’t much, I admit. But it’s somethin’. And sometimes, somethin’ is all you need. Just like a good pair of shoes, I guess. Somethin’ to keep you goin’, somethin’ to keep you movin’, somethin’ to remember. And from what I hear, seems like this Kobe was somethin’ special even though his name sounds like some sort of fancy coffee.
He must have been real good at that jumpin’ and throwin’ game for folks to still be talkin’ about him and those Dunk Kobe Bryant shoes. It is kinda like when your grandma made the best darn biscuits and folks still talk about it years later, just with more jumpin’ and less flour.
