This is a week late. So what. Sue me.

Some dudes set up a goal outside the courts as West 4th street a week ago, and some random white guy was dunking his heart out, missing most of the time, and incurring the scorn of the Black males watching. (I think the goal fit in the back of the Penske truck in the photo.)

A skeptical audience

A skeptical audience

Meanwhile, as usual, the real action was going on inside the chain link fence.

I’m sure there’s an interesting story here, but I was in a hurry to get home and didn’t feel like fighting the crowd to berate the organizer for his information and intentions. It would be easy to make this post about race, sports, and New Yorker’s self-image, but I’ll forgo that pleasure for your sake. Let’s just say White Men Can’t Jump.