Oddly enough, I didn't grow up in the 50's idolizing the awe-inspiring athleticism of Bob Cousy, so I'm well aware that De'Aaron Fox isn't the first point guard to dunk a basketball. In fact, without doing any research whatsoever, I can safely say he's more than likely not even the first point guard to hoover in the air for what seemed like an eternity as he waited for a rebound to meet both his hands a good six inches above the rim before throwing down a game winning bucket amongst mountain men as the clock ticked towards zero. Still, for whatever reason, it was that play that made me stop, collect my breath, and try to wrap my brain around exactly what I was watching. It's like the entire NBA is now made up of 'Monstars' and we're just a bunch of Daffy Duck-esque dickheads incoherently drooling all over ourselves trying to comprehend at what point professional athletes became an entirely different species of human. Hearing that someone other than themselves was the person whose freakish abilities were what made me take a second to appreciate watching super-humans partake in sport will probably piss off Russell Westbrook and make LeBron James write himself a self-congratulatory Instagram ode, but hey - what doesn't?
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