Robert Sanner

When I was seven I lived right across from Bob on Vermont street. He was my coolest neighbor and would let me shoot baskets in his driveway anytime I wanted. I remember thinking this guy looks tough but he´s super cool so he´s alright. One day I went over there and played horse with Paul Mokeski and a guard from the Hawks named Mark Turgeon. Then my mom came to get me because I was probably bothering these people. We were on our way back across the street when Turgeon made the ultimate...