When my brother and I purchased NBA LIVE 03 for the computer, we were ecstatic. I was nine years old and was thrilled at the thought of my 99 overall forward sporting blue hair. My brother Paul and I often engaged in many exhibition games with one another. Often, these games ended in one of us screaming, shoving, and throwing the controller. After this, we would go play real basketball outside. I would pretend to be my favorite player (Baron Davis of course) and would repeatedly get blocked by my big brother.
I wanted to be that forward with blue hair. Many hours of my childhood were spent out at our hoop, dreaming of NBA stardom. I practiced shooting 3's the most, because it seemed like the only white guys in NBA LIVE 03 had the little 3 by their names. As I got older, I got better. In high school it started to click for me. I had grown to be 6'2 and I had a soft touch around the hoop, and a nice stroke from downtown. I was the leading scorer on the JV team my sophomore year, I was feeling good about my abilities, until I discovered HoopMixtape on Youtube.
I'm sure you guys have seen the videos. It was hard for 15 year old me to see
boys men the same age as I was dunking and draining 3's. It was simply amazing the way these players could handle the ball and get to the hoop with ease. I love my parents very much, but they did not grace me with the best athletic attributes. I did not grow to be 7'6 like my blue haired counterpart. It was hard, but I realized that I would not reach the NBA.
I grew another inch, and had a nice year my senior year of high school. We set a school record for wins and I enjoyed 14 points on 54% FG and 38% from 3. Because of my hard work, I received a small scholarship to play at a Christian University in Michigan. It was tough to face the fact that I would never be in the NBA.
So how about you guys? What were your NBA dreams? When were they shattered? Facing reality often is hard. Perhaps if i make 90% from downtown I could get a chance at training camp. Hey, it doesn't hurt to dream.