The original idea was that I would go undercover as a street juggler to help catch a drug dealer. My job was to observe. And juggle. Let the cops handle the bust.

That was the plan—but when I saw that creep handing over heroin to a kid—I kind of lost my focus. I gave the signal—tossed one club high in a triple flip—but when Lt. Murphy's boys didn't appear, and the guy looked like he was getting away—I threw the juggling club at him instead.

He didn't catch it.

Well… not with his hands, anyway.