“But, as I got older and started getting game, the name took on a new meaning. And even though I wasn’t into all that jazz, every time I’d score, rebound, or steal a ball, Dad would jump up smiling and screamin’, ‘That’s my boy out there.‘”
“I put the broom down wrap my arms around her and tell her thank you. For loving us, and Dad, and letting us play basketball, and being the best mother in the world.”