The '90s

I remember the days when getting jacked for your kicks was a reality. We never had the Jordan hype [as far as I'm aware - no one i knew could afford them and it was all about AirMax anyway]. But being quizzed by a gang of youts about what size, where you got them and how much they cost was a reality.

Seems like getting stabbed for your iPhone is the 2010 equivalent.

At least your kick game can be on point I suppose...