I’m a ‘Hot Shot’ … err, make that WAS a Hot Shot.

Time for a little shameless retro self-promotion.

Here’s the back-story …

The year was 1988.

We were living in Connecticut, so I took my then young sons to the Princeton-Yale basketball game … hoping to hook them on Ivy League colleges.

Walking in, some students were signing up volunteers for the half-time shooting contest.

Urged on by my family, I threw my name into the ring.

They called my name … I beat 2 other contestants … and was invited to the “Finals” to compete for 2 round-trip tickets on American Airlines.

Lay-ups were worth 1 point, free throws were worth 3, and shots from the 3-point line were worth 7.

I figured that 18 points would win it.

My strategy: rapid-fire 8 free throws … and make 6 of them.

I practiced and knew I could do it.

Under game day pressure, i missed 4 of 7 free throws, and had no choice but to head for the 3-point line.

Bottom line: SWOOSH !  7 points … for a total of 16.

Just enough to win the crown and a trip to Las Vegas.

Best of all: my sons were in the stands to see it all.

Since you probably weren’t there, click the pic or link below to see the most exciting 45 seconds in sports history.

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Best part of all: my sons were in the stands to see it all.

Worst part: It’s been downhill since …



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One Response to “I’m a ‘Hot Shot’ … err, make that WAS a Hot Shot.”

  1. John Ricketts Says:

    Great video and story – thanks for sharing! I’m sure the tickets were nice but you can’t put a price on your sons seeing you win.

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