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Back in HS we had an assistant coach who would play 1 on 1 with any player to 10 points with the "bet" being a Pizza. He was ~5'10", overweight but a great shooter. His caveat being that he was allowed 3 "got-cha" fouls. So first time you would go up for a shot he will "flick" very forcefully your "very venerable" male anatomy, and say "got-cha". Rest of game all he had to say was "got-cha" and you would flinch to the point that you could not concentrate on your shot. Not all "taps" are created equal.
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