I once had a play like this. Sadly, I wasn’t the one crossing over and dunking. Dunking wasn’t exactly what one would call my specialty. At only 6’2″, I embody the “white men can’t jump theory.” Instead, I was the one harmlessly falling onto the ground while a highlight was being made. I can still remember trying to play it off like the floor was slippery. Borrowing a towel from the bench, I pretended to wipe the area dry. Of course, it was already dry. I was just the victim of severely broken ankles.
In other news, the Pargo dunk is even better with a different set of announcers. Click the jump.