At 15, my best two-on-two partner on the basketball court had to have been Flea. He was good, very good, and even though we were both short, we kicked some butt on the court.
It seemed like I saw Flea almost everyday shootin' around with his basketball at Poinsettia Park in West Hollywood, California. They called it the "Park of the Stars" and my dad and I lived right on the corner next to the park. We also rented a small office for our television and film production company that was also located adjacent to the park.
I additionally recall Flea always tellin' me where he had just finished "giggin" and how his band, The Chili Peppers, were startin' to take off. To be honest, I really didn't think nothin' of it 'cause there were tons of bands in West Hollywood t View the rest of this article
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