I grew up in kearns. There was this guy with some sort of cognitive disability that fixed bikes and sold them. He was always riding around with an extra bike to sell to kids. We liked him because he could hit a hook shot from anywhere, and he would show us pictures of him "practicing" with the Jazz. I bet fishonjazz probably remembers this guy too, being from kearns.
I used to do a showoff gig on the playground, standing any three kids who'd play me a little street ball on the halfcourt. I won impressively, even against players on the school team. Coach wanted me to try out. I didn't, for reasons that were essentially a personal realization that I could not play on a team. I couldn't keep track of very many things happening. I was good at hook shots, but even better at hard drives away from the basket/hook shot combos. With one player between me and the basket, and two trying to cover the possible angles going out, I always had my "lane", and I always hit the shot.
On a team, I would never see an open man, or know when a pass was coming my way. . . .
I did pretty good on the long shots, too.