As if Mark Cuban is ever without a contingent of armed guards who clear his path for him on the rare occasions he's ever on the same sidewalk as a black yoot wearing a hoodie.
Cuban's limo, pulls up to the front of any entrance to any place he wants to go, and six, ex-Navy Seals, armed to the teeth, stand, shoulder to shoulder, and provide 99.99% cover for his rich ass {that's OK by me}.
If a black guy wearing a hoody is getting into that place, chances are 7 out of 10 that they are one of Mark Cuban's players.