Red Delicious
A Teenage Showdown with Kobe Bryant
In June of 1995, I turned 16 and had a massive growth spurt. In about two months I grew from 6-1 to 6-5. For most of the summer I walked around my house in Upper Darby, Penn., with ice packs on my knees because of growing pains. By early August, I returned to our local court with a newfound ability: I could dunk a basketball. Dunking is like a mundane superpower. Kids who had barely spoken to me for years now asked to watch me throw it down. Read the Full Story here.