So, I stumbled across some stuff about Jacob Tucker again recently. Remember him? The guy who won that college dunk contest years back, the one with the crazy vertical jump. Seeing those old clips got me thinking about a time I actually tried to, well, get better at jumping myself.

Digging into it
I went back and watched some of his highlights. Man, that dude could get up. They were saying he had like a 50-inch vertical leap. Watching him, it looks so easy, just floating up there and throwing it down. Back when he was popular, you saw all these videos and articles popping up, ‘How to jump like Jacob Tucker’, you know the type.
My little experiment
Well, younger me bought into it a bit. Not that I thought I’d be doing between-the-legs dunks overnight, but I figured, hey, maybe I could add a few inches to my own jump. So, I found some program online, probably some random plyometrics routine.
- Box Jumps: Did tons of these. Found a sturdy park bench. Probably looked silly.
- Squat Jumps: Just jumping up and down from a squat position. Felt the burn.
- Depth Jumps: Jumping off a small step and immediately back up. My porch steps became my training ground. Probably not the smartest idea safety-wise.
I kept this up for maybe six weeks, pretty consistently. Felt like I was working hard, getting sore, the usual signs you think mean progress.
The Reality Check
So after all that effort, I went to the basketball court. Full of hope, right? Ready to soar. The result? Barely anything. Maybe I added an inch, maybe two inches on a really good day if I measured generously. Still couldn’t reliably touch the rim, let alone dunk.
It was kind of a letdown, but also a reality check. Watching guys like Tucker, it seems achievable because they make it look smooth. But you don’t see the years of training, the natural gifts, all the stuff that goes into it. It’s like those ‘get rich quick’ things or ‘master a skill in a weekend’ workshops. Mostly just hype.

It taught me something though. Genetics is a big piece of the puzzle for stuff like extreme athleticism. And for the rest, it’s not about quick hacks or fancy programs you find online. It’s about consistent, often boring, hard work over a long time. Or maybe, just accepting you’re built for other things.
Still cool to watch Tucker’s dunks, but I have a different appreciation for it now. It’s not just jumping; it’s kind of an extreme talent, like opera singing or something. Fun to watch, but not something you just pick up easily.