This is exactly the kind of athleticism that keeps the annual dunk contest relevant; it would be a crime against the league if it were to remain unnoticed.
Keith Clark's third attempt, a 50.
The World as Spectator Sport
Over the years, I've lost interest in the National Basketball Association's annual Slam Dunk Contest. Mostly because it's devolved into a series of sophomoric stunts, like Gerald Green's Cupcake Dunk or Dwight Howard's Sticker Dunk. Time was, the event was strictly about athleticism, like Michael Jordan taking off from behind the free throw line, or Dominique Wilkins' power windmills. Instead of coming up with more creative and more impressive displays of athleticism, twenty years down the line, the NBA's highest fliers are, for the most part, embarrassingly only concerned with kitsch, confection and capes. As a result, the contest has become, well, dull.