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My Best NBA Sports Story: Getting Cut from the ‘7 Seconds or Less’ Phoenix Suns
Part 2
Here is Part One of NBA sports story.
There are only a few things I needed in life to be happy in 2005: my basketball, my basketball shoes, and oh my, a pair of these NBA socks hanging in my Phoenix Suns locker.
I put the socks on and shivered — NBA socks are the most comfortable socks ever made.
Like ever.
I thought about Leo Barbosa sitting across from me. He had just arrived from a small village in Brazil, was only 19, and didn’t speak a lick of English!
There was no way a 19-year old kid is going to outplay or dominate me, I thought. Hell, my jersey is hanging in Kent State’s rafters.
Guarding Stephon Marbury, the “Starbury,” okay yeah, he was going to be a problem— his damn quadriceps looked like the gas canisters on the sides of space rocket shuttles that fall back to Earth as they keep going into space. He looked more explosive than me sitting in his chair than I did standing. But again, this was my childhood dream. Any fears I had would be discovered on the court. Any excitement I had would be played out soon enough. And I wanted to show the Suns why I was — wait, is that Penny Hardaway walking towards me?
