If you ever notice in my dunk videos, before I go out, I give a little hop. Once I start that hop, it’s almost as if I’m zoned in. My body just comes together in order to perform the jump.
I feel like dunking has become a part of me to the point where if everything’s going right, if I get into my mode, the performance is going to be up to par. That’s the best thing about repetition; you don’t have to think about it. If you do this, then it’s a part of you. I’ve done this so many times to the point where I don’t have to think about it. It’s improv.
I have a thing where I like to bounce the ball and go and get it. When doing this, you don’t know where the ball is going to bounce. Left or right, behind you, in front of you—you make it up as you go.
I definitely have an idea of what I want to do. I love the windmill. If I’m higher, I can kind of extend and overexaggerate it. It’s such a great feeling. It’s almost equivalent to maxing out on the bench. You get this feeling where not many people are doing this, and to be able to perform it, you’re putting your stamp on it.
I haven’t even grasped the concept of being too old yet. I just love doing it. But dunking really has played a major role in life. It is not really something people take that seriously. That’s the one thing about life: whatever means something to you, you just have to do it. You have to do it. It’s yours.