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[Jd @Ergi1XD]

Larry fkn Bird said that, to a guy in his second year.

[Cover3 @Cover3_mx]

April 20, 1986.

Michael Jordan walked into Boston Garden and dropped 63 points on one of the greatest teams ever assembled.

The Celtics had gone 67–15 that season and an absurd 40–1 at home. Jordan was only in his second NBA season and had missed most of it with a broken foot.

Chicago still lost, 135–131 in double overtime.

The Bulls would get swept.

Jordan wouldn’t win his first championship for another five years.

And none of that mattered to Larry Bird.

After watching Jordan score those 63, Bird said:

“I think it’s just God disguised as Michael Jordan.”

That’s the part people forget.

Before the championships.

Before the MVPs.

Before the dynasty.

Before the six rings.

He was already walking into Boston Garden and hanging 63 on a legendary Celtics team.

He hadn’t conquered the league yet.

He was already God.

And he was just getting started.

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

@brandilwells I wonder what the consequences are of opting out. Do you recycle back in, or do you check out? Is it better or worse than here? 🤔

[Russell Brand @rustyrockets]

This is big.

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

@Dayz777Sunny I read somewhere this week that he had the 8th largest hands in NBA history. @grok is this true?

[Manliness Norms ⚡ @ManlinessNorms]

Man to man.

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

@mirzaTSwet 🤤

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

@mirzaTSwet 👉🏼

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

@OldRowOutdoors @OldRowRadChicks Looks like a SWS 6 Arc

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

I wonder where the Tartar Horsemen originated from? Tartaria? 🤔

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

The Mongol army that conquered half the known world rode ten days without lighting a fire, and lived on horse blood and powdered milk.

Marco Polo saw them do it in the 1270s and wrote it down for a Europe that did not believe him. A Tartar horseman, he said, would go ten days on the march without cooked food, and when he needed to eat he opened a vein in his horse and drank. A horse could give a pint or two every ten days and stay sound; a man could live on that between towns. The whole army carried a string of remounts, each man with a dozen or more, and every one of them was a canteen.

And they carried milk. Dried milk, which the West would not work out how to make for another six hundred years. The women boiled mare's milk, skimmed the fat off the top for butter, and dried the rest in the sun until it set into a paste. Each rider carried ten pounds of it in a bag. In the morning he put half a pound in a leather flask with water and rode. By the time the horse had jolted it for a few hours it had beaten itself into a thin porridge, and that was dinner, taken in the saddle at a canter.

Other travellers filled in the rest. John of Plano Carpini, the Pope's man, sent to the Great Khan in 1246, reported that the Mongols ate anything that had a pulse, dogs and wolves and foxes and mice included, and that in the winter they lived on meat and in the summer on nothing but mare's milk. He did not see them eat bread. Fermented mare's milk, koumiss, was their beer and their wine. Meat was boiled in the cauldron and the broth drunk to the last drop, or dried in strips under the saddle, or eaten raw and warm off the kill.

No bread. No wagon train of grain. No baggage in the sense a European army meant it. An army that had to grind flour and bake it moved at the speed of its ovens; the Mongols moved at the speed of a horse, which is why nobody in Europe saw them coming until the Hungarians were dead.

The European soldier of the same century marched on bread, biscuit, pulses, wine and salt meat, with a supply chain behind him as long as the campaign, and starved or mutinied when it broke. The Mongols brought the supply chain with them on four legs and drank it.

You have been told that meat and milk are heavy, expensive foods for the settled and the rich, and that empires run on grain. For a century and a half the greatest land empire in the history of the world ran on the opposite, and the men who ran it were bigger, harder and faster than anyone they met.

The milk powder in a modern ration pack, the pemmican in a Victorian sledge, the dried meat in a hunter's pocket, all of it is the Mongol saddlebag reinvented by people who had to be told twice.

Polo's readers laughed at the horse blood.

The Hungarians did not laugh.

[Dom Lucre | Breaker of Narratives @dom_lucre]

🔥🚨LATEST: Keris Dadson is going viral yet again as she dominates with her pig in another farmers competition.

[Defiant Ghost @TheDefiantGhost]

Katt Williams said it out loud: the rappers who never go to jail are federal informants.

The ones who talk like they lived it.
The ones who never caught a case.
The ones who never got jammed up with the law… but their whole catalog is the opposite of that.

Those aren’t the luckiest guys in the game.
Those are the pawns.

The job is to acquire them.
Flip the ones they already caught.
Then use them to build the bigger case.

You don’t know who is who.
That’s part of the game.
It can be exciting.
It can also be depressing.

[Astral🛸 @The_Astral_]

“Their propulsion systems are not built, they’re grown.”

Mario Woods says a Los Alamos official told him UFO propulsion systems are grown instead of built, and the craft contain metal capable of dematerializing. 😳

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

Fkn unit!

[Kris Luckenbach @KrisLuckPhoto]

He’s just big boned!

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

@KrisLuckPhoto @SonyAlpha Looks like buskin river by the airport, opposite side of the road as the golf course and lake.

[Interstellar @InterstellarUAP]

Disclosure happened in 1984

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

Beautiful 🤩

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[hippo✯ @hippocrise]

I hate the elephant but this is art ngl

[Jd @Ergi1XD]

@s2mm4u Wait whaaaaaaat?!?!