While at the Gus Macker 3-on-3 Hoops Tourney last weekend, I was doing what I always do, looking at people’s feet. It was like any other ball outing you can imagine with a bunch of team Nikes, some new adidas, with your fair share of Jordans sprinkled in. But as I wandered around Sunday afternoon, one pair and one pair only caught my eye. I couldn’t believe what I saw. Some dude was walking around in a pair of OG Mikes from ‘85. About as beat as you’d expect a 23 year old pair of shoes to be, I asked him if they were for sale. After a long conversation about kicks in general, he agreed to let them go for $100 cash. I was stoked to get them home to see how nicely they’d clean up. I was confident that all these babies needed was a little TLC.

As I was leaving the tournament, I ran into a buddy of mine. He looked and saw I had a ratty old pair of shoes in my hand to which he said “What are those?” I replied “OG J’s man, bought em’ off a dude’s feet, hundred bucks.” He yelled “WHAT?! YOU BOUGHT EM’ OFF HIS FEET? WHAT’D HE WEAR HOME?” I just smirked and said, “Nothin’, he’ll be walking home barefoot.”