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THEY GONE LOVE ME FOR MY AMBITION
• HAD PLANS-LAST MINUTE CANCEL
• HUSTLED UP A 2HR RIDE ACROSS STATE LINE
• PICKED UP TO DRIVE 2 MORE HRS FOR FLIGHT ONE RELEASE AND FOAM CAMP
• NO CAMPING, NO BRIBES
• SCREWED BY EASTBAY ON ALL ASG SHOES
• ONLY 12 PAIRS OF FOAMS 3 BEING BOUGHT BY EMPLOYEES
• NOW ONLY 9 PAIR IN THE STATE
• ABOUT 100 PEOPLE
• ON FOOT/CAR RACE ONTO MALL PROPERTY AND INTO THE LINE FOR FOAMS
• ME FEELING LIKE MICHAEL JOHNSON/BARRY SANDERS IN THEIR PRIME
• SUCCESS
So me and a coworker had been planning for two weeks to go out of town and try to get the foams and all the other ASG shoes. She kept saying in counting on you don't flake on me, ill do anything we gotta do. SHE CANCELS ON ME THE DAY OF after finding out the 1 pr per customer restriction and Saying she heard they had 30prs and presold them. And proceeds to say she has all the other ASG shoes on lock elsewhere and that's where she's goin. Gave her $$ to try to get my ASG shoes and said i need to be where the foams are
So my car won't make it out of town. I'm stuck at work so I can't rent one. Greyhound isn't running on my schedule and times ticking. Who is crazy enough to drive my 2hrs out of town at the drop of a dime. I call a fellow collector and sells him a dream on trying to get him foams or next best thing if he drives me 2.5hrs out of state. He hesitantly agrees.
2.5hrs is half the battle. That's only to get me to the rendezvous point with another collector who doesn't even know I'm in transit his way. I finally get in touch with collector #2 to let him know what's up. He tells me I need to get a hotel because it needs to be a (stealth mission) his wife can't know the trip is for shoes.
I get dropped off at a hotel and get scooped 2 hrs later. Headed to our foam destination we get there the day before to buy flight ones and begin the campout. We get there I grab a few flight ones and dunks and collect intel on the foams. They weren't presold. They never had 30pr. Only got in 12prs and employees buying 3 of 12 which leaves ONLY 9 PAIRS IN THE STATE. Come to find out they didn't get an 11.5 and an employee is buying the sz12. There is one size 11 and its my only hope.
We bump into mall security who tells us no camping allowed and we gotta wait off of mall property until 4am. No camp out = no secured spot in line = mayhem. can't sneak into the mall because tickets we being handed out outside. neither employees or security were taking bribes we offered. called eastbay with two phones and a cpu and got screwed on all the ASG shoes because the rep hung up. Sitting in a hotel lobby feeling defeated i start looking for a greyhound to take me home the next day. my homie on jizzyjazz still clinging onto hope to no avail.
its now 2:30am and we head to the mall for the release. cars lined up across the street. my homeboy and some people he knows are trying to come up with a plan of action, fastest way to get to the mall. I said i think it will come down to a footrace. one em says i dont think you can beat my car. but they gotta factor in traffic and parking time. so i do a practice run and im feeling confident. its now 3:00am my homie goes to the restroom and i doze in the car. I wake up to him screaming everyone is across the street!!!
Luckily police and security kicks everyone off the property. he come 3:30am im out of the car ready this time. car engines a revved up and people are standing on the edge of the property and we take off. I hit the jets , looking like michael johnson in his prime, I was 2nd in line. Police kick us off again saying wait til 4:00 when they flash police lights. i gotta get away from the crowd so i dont get tripped so i line up at an angle.
3:50 people start runinning again , i jog because I know its too early. 5 seconds in police say F it and flash the lights, i hit the jets racing against car and people. i hurdle over a median and dont break a stride. i hit my strait away then some fat chick hot out her car in my way. I lose 2 strides *** wit her. I give her a barry sanders juke, a stiff arm, and weave into the 7th spot in line. 7th out of 100ppl. all little foot ppl in front of me so i was good. waited 3 hrs in the cold after we got into line.
Then hear a guy 2 spots behind saying he will sell his spot in line for $250. i tell him jus buy whatever size is left in the foams and ill buy em from you $600, ended up making it happen for $700.
still didn't have a ride back home. home is 5hrs away and im not letting anything out of my site so i told my homeboy ill give him a sz12 in the ASG brons if he drives me back and that was that.
THEY GONE LOVE ME FOR MY AMBITION
• HAD PLANS-LAST MINUTE CANCEL
• HUSTLED UP A 2HR RIDE ACROSS STATE LINE
• PICKED UP TO DRIVE 2 MORE HRS FOR FLIGHT ONE RELEASE AND FOAM CAMP
• NO CAMPING, NO BRIBES
• SCREWED BY EASTBAY ON ALL ASG SHOES
• ONLY 12 PAIRS OF FOAMS 3 BEING BOUGHT BY EMPLOYEES
• NOW ONLY 9 PAIR IN THE STATE
• ABOUT 100 PEOPLE
• ON FOOT/CAR RACE ONTO MALL PROPERTY AND INTO THE LINE FOR FOAMS
• ME FEELING LIKE MICHAEL JOHNSON/BARRY SANDERS IN THEIR PRIME
• SUCCESS
So me and a coworker had been planning for two weeks to go out of town and try to get the foams and all the other ASG shoes. She kept saying in counting on you don't flake on me, ill do anything we gotta do. SHE CANCELS ON ME THE DAY OF after finding out the 1 pr per customer restriction and Saying she heard they had 30prs and presold them. And proceeds to say she has all the other ASG shoes on lock elsewhere and that's where she's goin. Gave her $$ to try to get my ASG shoes and said i need to be where the foams are
So my car won't make it out of town. I'm stuck at work so I can't rent one. Greyhound isn't running on my schedule and times ticking. Who is crazy enough to drive my 2hrs out of town at the drop of a dime. I call a fellow collector and sells him a dream on trying to get him foams or next best thing if he drives me 2.5hrs out of state. He hesitantly agrees.
2.5hrs is half the battle. That's only to get me to the rendezvous point with another collector who doesn't even know I'm in transit his way. I finally get in touch with collector #2 to let him know what's up. He tells me I need to get a hotel because it needs to be a (stealth mission) his wife can't know the trip is for shoes.
I get dropped off at a hotel and get scooped 2 hrs later. Headed to our foam destination we get there the day before to buy flight ones and begin the campout. We get there I grab a few flight ones and dunks and collect intel on the foams. They weren't presold. They never had 30pr. Only got in 12prs and employees buying 3 of 12 which leaves ONLY 9 PAIRS IN THE STATE. Come to find out they didn't get an 11.5 and an employee is buying the sz12. There is one size 11 and its my only hope.
We bump into mall security who tells us no camping allowed and we gotta wait off of mall property until 4am. No camp out = no secured spot in line = mayhem. can't sneak into the mall because tickets we being handed out outside. neither employees or security were taking bribes we offered. called eastbay with two phones and a cpu and got screwed on all the ASG shoes because the rep hung up. Sitting in a hotel lobby feeling defeated i start looking for a greyhound to take me home the next day. my homie on jizzyjazz still clinging onto hope to no avail.
its now 2:30am and we head to the mall for the release. cars lined up across the street. my homeboy and some people he knows are trying to come up with a plan of action, fastest way to get to the mall. I said i think it will come down to a footrace. one em says i dont think you can beat my car. but they gotta factor in traffic and parking time. so i do a practice run and im feeling confident. its now 3:00am my homie goes to the restroom and i doze in the car. I wake up to him screaming everyone is across the street!!!
Luckily police and security kicks everyone off the property. he come 3:30am im out of the car ready this time. car engines a revved up and people are standing on the edge of the property and we take off. I hit the jets , looking like michael johnson in his prime, I was 2nd in line. Police kick us off again saying wait til 4:00 when they flash police lights. i gotta get away from the crowd so i dont get tripped so i line up at an angle.
3:50 people start runinning again , i jog because I know its too early. 5 seconds in police say F it and flash the lights, i hit the jets racing against car and people. i hurdle over a median and dont break a stride. i hit my strait away then some fat chick hot out her car in my way. I lose 2 strides *** wit her. I give her a barry sanders juke, a stiff arm, and weave into the 7th spot in line. 7th out of 100ppl. all little foot ppl in front of me so i was good. waited 3 hrs in the cold after we got into line.
Then hear a guy 2 spots behind saying he will sell his spot in line for $250. i tell him jus buy whatever size is left in the foams and ill buy em from you $600, ended up making it happen for $700.
still didn't have a ride back home. home is 5hrs away and im not letting anything out of my site so i told my homeboy ill give him a sz12 in the ASG brons if he drives me back and that was that.
THEY GONE LOVE ME FOR MY AMBITION
