A great article from Bill Plaschke of the L.A. Times.
L.A.Times: “Watch this,” I say, standing in middle of the family room, pointing at the television.
“Watch what?” says my 14-year-old daughter, unmoved on the couch in her basketball sweats, Wednesday’s junior varsity practice complete, nothing more to learn tonight.
“They are going to throw the ball to Kobe, he is going to make a basket at the buzzer, and the Lakers are going to win,” I say.
“You really believe that, Dad?” she says.
“You know, I finally do,” I say.
After 14 years of publicly questioning and challenging and wondering about the Lakers’ bewildering star, it has finally sunk into my brain like that jumper sank into the hearts of the Milwaukee Bucks.
Goodness, the guy really can do anything.
The guy is the best player in the NBA, and, sorry, LeBron James, you have to wait.