Langston Galloway recently had twelve straight three-point makes. He was one short of tying the record which was coheld by Terry Mills and Brent Price (who are totally not the guys you would expect to hold a record this prestigious). If he just hit his next three-point attempt after that, he could co-cohold the record with those two guys, and then it would just be one more three-pointer necessary to take the record solely for his own. NBA immortality was just a few shots away from Langston Galloway, which is not a sentence I ever expected, nor wanted, to say. Except in the context of him looking so old that he might as well be immortal.
Sadly, Galloway missed his next three-pointer, and while he atoned by hitting four of six in this one, nobody cares about that because that’s not a record.
For the big game I talk in my video descriptions, I don’t believe I’ve ever hit twelve threes in a row even when I’m shooting in the gym with a rebounder. I can easily hit over 50% on college-distance threes, and I might have made, like, nine or ten in a row at one point, but never twelve, and definitely not thirteen. So, props to Galloway for hitting a dozen NBA-length three-pointers while being defended by real NBA defenders. Even if it’s not a record, it’s still a pretty dang neato achievement. After that, he can do all the “three goggles” celebrations that he wants and nobody can judge him for it.