Basketball Isn't My Job.

Maybe It’s My Own Fault. Maybe I Led You To Believe It Was Easy When It Wasn’t. Maybe I Made You Think My Highlights Started At The Free Throw Line, And Not In The Gym. Maybe I Made You Think That Every Shot I Took Was A Game Winner. That My Game Was Built On Flash, And Not Fire. Maybe It’s My Fault That You Didn’t See That Failure Gave Me Strength; That My Pain Was My Motivation. Maybe I Led You To Believe That Basketball Was A God Given Gift, And Not Something I Worked For Every Single Day Of My Life. Maybe I Destroyed The Game. Or Maybe You’re Just Making Excuses.

I Know What's Within Me Even If You Can't See It Yet...i Have Something More Important Than Courage, I Have Patience. I Will Become What I Know I Am.

I've Never Lost A Game I Just Ran Out Of Time.

Republicans Buy Sneakers, Too.

In Reality, I Never Want To Grow Up.