In a sweltering gym at the Wall-2-Wall Soccer building in Miami, a crowd of about 50 young men and women, a few small, squealing children, and one really brave grandma gathered on a Saturday night, plopping down in a small, informal circle. In the middle of the circle stood roughly ten guys -- five guys on each side, facing each other. The wall behind them was tagged with a vibrant graffiti mural that spelled out what at first looked like "floopl tints," but actually said "floor kings." Static crackled through the PA, and then ...... More >>>