Whoever Want My Spot Can Play Me

Every Memory I Have From When I Was A Kid Involves Basketball.

Me As A Person, I'm Not The President Of The Nbpa (national Basketball Players Association). I Don't Even Know What To Say. I'm Not Like This Perfect, Buttoned-up, Suit-and-tie Guy.

Mr. Bennett, For Just Giving Me This Opportunity. I Thank You For Always Being There For Me When I Need You. Every Time I See You Under The Basket For A Game, I Feel Confident. No Matter How The Game Is Going, I Look At You - I Say, If Our Owner's Behind Us, We Can Do It All. I Thank You So Much For Giving Me This Opportunity.

Perry, Jeremy, Man, Just Knowing That You Guys Look Up To Me, And I Can Help You Out So Much, I Could Pull You To The Side When We're Working Out. And Just As Much As You Think I'm Making You Better, You Elevate My Game.

And Last, My Mom. I Don’t Think You Know What You Did. You Had My Brother When You Were 18 Years Old. Three Years Later, I Came Out. The Odds Were Stacked Against Us. Single Parent With Two Boys By The Time You Were 21 Years Old. Everybody Told Us We Weren’t Supposed To Be Here. We Went From Apartment To Apartment By Ourselves. One Of The Best Memories I Had Was When We Moved Into Our First Apartment, No Bed, No Furniture And We Just Sat In The Living Room And Just Hugged Each Other. We Thought We Made It.