02-22-2004, 07:22 PM
when I was in high school, I was at a basketball team against our rivals, and they had a black kid (they were few and far between on Cape Cod) who was really good; he could dunk.
He was at the free throw line and everyone was making nose, trying to rattle him. I yelled "Kunta Kinte!" real loud, and everything immediately got quiet. It was good times.
He was at the free throw line and everyone was making nose, trying to rattle him. I yelled "Kunta Kinte!" real loud, and everything immediately got quiet. It was good times.