walking downtown, i walked by a cute girl rockin these 9s with a matching blue hoody. i literally stopped dead in my tracks and watched her walk away. atop of all the Jordans, the 9s have the most sentimental value for me. i remember watchin a playground hero of mine straight up wreckin these 5 tall black guys, whilst rocking these. right then and there, i knew i wanted em badly. years later, i'd cop these retros. like a retard, i sold the french blue/grey flint (left) but still have the cool greys (right).
fyi, performance-wise they suck ass in ball. they have no traction/grip. my worst ankle sprain in life happened wearing the cool greys. but damn, they sure are pretty.
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