There are still basketballs bouncing in the backyard of the Jefferson home in St. Rose, La., the soundtrack of a shared love between John and Elaine Jefferson and the echoes of pitched battles that forged their three sons in the Louisiana heat.
The teams for 2-on-2 were almost always the same: the Jeffersons' oldest two sons, Jordan and Rickey, against John and his youngest son Justin.
John had played a few pickup games in New York's Rucker Park during his time as a Division II basketball player, and spared his sons neither the dunks he could throw down nor the trash talk he would dispense after he did it.
The four Jefferson men played for hours in the backyard, shirtless in the heat. Cuts and bruises were the toll for drives to the rim, and the day each boy could finally beat his father came after years of struggle.
"It was pure joy, to be honest," Rickey Jefferson said. "We were in our own world."
The competitive centrifuge sent two football players from St. Rose to Baton Rouge. Jordan played quarterback for LSU in a BCS title game and Rickey started at cornerback for the Tigers.
Justin arrived at Destrehan High School measuring just 5-foot-7 and 125 pounds, but possessing the know-how that could only come from years of tagging along in Death Valley and running routes with his brothers. If his growth spurt arrived in time, it seemed fated he would take off.
"Even when he was in seventh and eighth grade, his dad would tell us, 'He's going to be the one,' " Destrehan High School offensive coordinator Greg Boyne said.