“my name is Leslie, peace!” and those bitches were throwing money at me. (Even the New Jersey Nets dudes, who’d been in the corner the whole time, were going nuts.) I genuinely didn’t really fully comprehend what had happened until I walked offstage and Tony Roberts grabbed me, spun me around, and said, “You just won this muthafucka!” Sure enough, I did win that night; I got the cash and a black Def Jam jacket,
