White dunker, white dunker, what’s that all about? I heard the young folks talking ’bout it, makes me wanna shout! Seems like everybody’s wearin’ them these days. White dunker, they call it. My eyes ain’t what they used to be, but I see ’em clear enough.
They’re them white shoes, right? Them ones with the big swooshy thing on the side. Nike, I think that’s the name. My grandson, he’s got a pair. Says they’re special. Says they make him jump higher. Well, I don’t know about all that. He’s always been a good jumper, that boy. Nike Dunk, that’s what he keeps saying. Sounds like a load of baloney to me, but what do I know? I’m just an old lady.
Seems like these white dunker shoes are everywhere. I see ’em at the market, I see ’em at the church. Even that old Mr. Johnson down the street, he’s got a pair. And he can barely walk, let alone dunk! He probably paid a fortune for them, too. People these days, they spend their money on the silliest things. A good pair of sneakers, I get it, but a fortune? It’s crazy.
My grandson, he showed me some pictures online. Said these white dunker shoes, some of ’em are worth more than my old car! Can you believe that? Shoes worth more than a car! He said folks collect them, like stamps or them little porcelain dolls my neighbor used to have. It’s a whole world I don’t understand. He said some are called Nike Dunk Low. Whatever that means. They all look the same to me. White. With that swooshy thing.
- White shoes, that’s what they are.
- That Nike swoosh, big as day.
- Everybody’s wearing them, young and old.
- Cost a pretty penny, I hear.
- Some folks even collect them, like they’re gold!
He also said some are fake. Like, not real Nike. He can spot them, though. Says the stitching is all wrong. And the swooshy thing is crooked, he says the fake Dunks have sloppy and crooked embroidery. Kids these days, they know everything about these things. Me? I just want a good, sturdy pair of shoes that won’t fall apart when I’m working in the garden. The real Dunks have neat embroidery with little to no excess threads, he said.
He was talking about some places you can buy them. Called one GOAT. Another one, , I think. Sounds like a bunch of places to get ripped off if you ask me. I remember when shoes were just shoes. You went to the store, you tried ’em on, you bought ’em. Simple as that. Now it’s all online, and pictures, and waiting, and who knows what else.
He showed me some videos too. People jumping, flipping, doing all sorts of crazy things with a basketball. All wearing them white dunker shoes. Said they were famous dunkers, these folks. Even some white ones, he said. Best White Dunker in NBA, he called one of them. I don’t know what the NBA is, but that fella sure could jump! Like a grasshopper on a hot stove! They are good white NBA dunkers, I guess. There is another one, Brent Barry, he said that is also a good one.
Now, my grandson, he wants to be a dunker too. He practices every day, out there in the driveway. He’s got that white dunker dream, I guess. I tell him, “Boy, you just be careful. Don’t go breaking a leg.” He just laughs. Says these shoes will protect him. I hope he’s right. You know, people said Tom Chambers is probably the best white dunker. I don’t know who is he, but he must be very good at it.
I guess these white dunker shoes are more than just shoes. They’re a… a thing. A symbol, maybe? I don’t know. Like those hoodies the kids wear. Plain, simple, but they cost a fortune. Just like a champion hoodie. But it’s simple, very simple design. But people pay much money for it. These young people. All I know is, my grandson’s happy. And that’s all that really matters, I suppose. Even if he is spending all his money on those silly white dunker things. He said the shoes have some history, and they are important. He says they’re not just shoes. They’re special.
Maybe he’s right. Maybe there’s more to these white dunker shoes than meets the eye. But to me, they’re just white shoes. White shoes that make my grandson smile. And that’s good enough for me.
Now where did I put my gardening gloves… these old hands need tending to, just like those white dunker-wearing feet out there.
