Kevin Rich went to basketball camp in Portland.  He said that all of the boys were lined up according to height.  Standing there in line, Kevin looked down at his shoes.  They were holey.  He looked at the shoes next to him.  It was a $200-$300 pair.  The ones beside them were the same.  His gaze continued down the line.  All of the shoes were neat and expensive.—Until his inspecting eye rested on another pair of holey shoes with a floppy sole.  His eyes went up the legs and body of the owner until they reached the familiar face of David Dethloff.  David had just completed the same exercise and had identified the owner of the other pair of holey shoes.  They both burst out laughing.