Luka Doncic is averaging 37.7 points a game. Nobody else in the NBA is close.
Look at the last two weeks. 52 at Utah. 41 against Portland. 37 at Golden State. 45 against Toronto. 42 against Miami. That is not a hot night. That is a month.
The Toronto game is the one to study. rom the floor, 8 of 12 from three, and 13 of 13 from the line, with 15 rebounds, 6 assists and 5 steals on top of it. He also drew three charges, which is the least Luka Doncic sentence anybody has ever written about Luka Doncic.
He is averaging 15 points in the first quarter alone. The Los Angeles Lakers have outscored opponents by 113 points in the games he has played. JJ Redick has taken to calling him a supernova. Bam Adebayo, after a night of guarding it, said you just tip your hat.
The honest counterpoint. It is eight games. The Lakers lean on him so hard that the bench nearly gave back a 16 point lead the moment he sat, and voters have punished that kind of usage before. Ask again in February.
But right now he is the best scorer in basketball, on a team that is winning, less than two years after a franchise decided to trade him away.
That is usually how these things start.
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Look at the last two weeks. 52 at Utah. 41 against Portland. 37 at Golden State. 45 against Toronto. 42 against Miami. That is not a hot night. That is a month.
The Toronto game is the one to study. rom the floor, 8 of 12 from three, and 13 of 13 from the line, with 15 rebounds, 6 assists and 5 steals on top of it. He also drew three charges, which is the least Luka Doncic sentence anybody has ever written about Luka Doncic.
He is averaging 15 points in the first quarter alone. The Los Angeles Lakers have outscored opponents by 113 points in the games he has played. JJ Redick has taken to calling him a supernova. Bam Adebayo, after a night of guarding it, said you just tip your hat.
The honest counterpoint. It is eight games. The Lakers lean on him so hard that the bench nearly gave back a 16 point lead the moment he sat, and voters have punished that kind of usage before. Ask again in February.
But right now he is the best scorer in basketball, on a team that is winning, less than two years after a franchise decided to trade him away.
That is usually how these things start.
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Last night Yaxel Lendeborg had 16 points, 5 rebounds and 5 assists as the Golden State Warriors beat the Phoenix Suns 116 to 113.
That is five straight wins after an 0 and 3 start to the season.
The night before that, he scored 37.
Thirty seven points, on 13 of 19 from the in a 124 to 112 win over the LA Clippers. Stephen Curry and Draymond Green both sat that one out. It is the most points a Golden State Warriors rookie has scored since Curry himself in 2010.
Lendeborg has now gone 26, 26, 31, 37 and 16 this season. He is a 24 year old rookie.
Five years ago he was working in a warehouse.
Lendeborg is from New Jersey. Both of his parents played basketball, his mother in Puerto Rico and his father in the Dominican Republic. His relationship with his own father was a difficult one.
Out of high school he had no college offer worth taking. His grades were poor. He had been suspended. He was staying up most of the night playing video games. So he took a warehouse job, which is what you do when the plan runs out, and there is no version of that job that leads to an NBA roster.
His mother, Yissel Raposo, made him quit.
She pushed him into junior college instead. He went to Arizona Western in Yuma, stayed three years and averaged a double double, playing point guard and center depending on what the roster needed. He had arrived with barely any high school basketball behind him. He left a junior college All American.
Two seasons at UAB after that, 15.8 points over 72 games and the program rebounding records. His coach there, Andy Kennedy, said the line that explains the whole thing. "He had to grow into that confidence."
Then Michigan, as the most sought after transfer in the country, and a national championship in 2026. The Golden State Warriors took him eleventh overall.
His junior college coach, Isaacs, put it plainly. "They're getting a survivor."
Now here is the part from the 37 point game that tells you more than the 37 did.
With the Warriors comfortably ahead, De'Anthony Melton and Will Richard told Lendeborg he was three points away from 40. He went hunting for it. He took three difficult threes and missed all three, the Clippers cut the lead to eight, and Steve Kerr called timeout and sat him down.
Afterward, nobody made him say anything. He said it anyway.
"I've never been a stat chaser in my life." And then. "Falling into peer pressure like I did just now was bad on my part."
A rookie, five games into his career, on the night he put up the biggest number any Warriors rookie has managed in sixteen years, publicly taking the blame for the two minutes he played badly. Nobody remembers the three missed threes. He made sure he did.
Kerr's version of the week is shorter. "It's remarkable the impact he's making on these games in the first couple weeks of the season."
The honest counterpoint. Five games is five games. Lendeborg is 24, which makes him older and more developed than most rookies, and the 37 came with Curry and Green resting. The Golden State Warriors are 5 and 3 and nobody knows what they are yet.
But a kid with bad grades and a warehouse badge is averaging over 20 points a game in the NBA.
His mother made him quit that job. Everything since is the argument for listening to her.
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That is five straight wins after an 0 and 3 start to the season.
The night before that, he scored 37.
Thirty seven points, on 13 of 19 from the in a 124 to 112 win over the LA Clippers. Stephen Curry and Draymond Green both sat that one out. It is the most points a Golden State Warriors rookie has scored since Curry himself in 2010.
Lendeborg has now gone 26, 26, 31, 37 and 16 this season. He is a 24 year old rookie.
Five years ago he was working in a warehouse.
Lendeborg is from New Jersey. Both of his parents played basketball, his mother in Puerto Rico and his father in the Dominican Republic. His relationship with his own father was a difficult one.
Out of high school he had no college offer worth taking. His grades were poor. He had been suspended. He was staying up most of the night playing video games. So he took a warehouse job, which is what you do when the plan runs out, and there is no version of that job that leads to an NBA roster.
His mother, Yissel Raposo, made him quit.
She pushed him into junior college instead. He went to Arizona Western in Yuma, stayed three years and averaged a double double, playing point guard and center depending on what the roster needed. He had arrived with barely any high school basketball behind him. He left a junior college All American.
Two seasons at UAB after that, 15.8 points over 72 games and the program rebounding records. His coach there, Andy Kennedy, said the line that explains the whole thing. "He had to grow into that confidence."
Then Michigan, as the most sought after transfer in the country, and a national championship in 2026. The Golden State Warriors took him eleventh overall.
His junior college coach, Isaacs, put it plainly. "They're getting a survivor."
Now here is the part from the 37 point game that tells you more than the 37 did.
With the Warriors comfortably ahead, De'Anthony Melton and Will Richard told Lendeborg he was three points away from 40. He went hunting for it. He took three difficult threes and missed all three, the Clippers cut the lead to eight, and Steve Kerr called timeout and sat him down.
Afterward, nobody made him say anything. He said it anyway.
"I've never been a stat chaser in my life." And then. "Falling into peer pressure like I did just now was bad on my part."
A rookie, five games into his career, on the night he put up the biggest number any Warriors rookie has managed in sixteen years, publicly taking the blame for the two minutes he played badly. Nobody remembers the three missed threes. He made sure he did.
Kerr's version of the week is shorter. "It's remarkable the impact he's making on these games in the first couple weeks of the season."
The honest counterpoint. Five games is five games. Lendeborg is 24, which makes him older and more developed than most rookies, and the 37 came with Curry and Green resting. The Golden State Warriors are 5 and 3 and nobody knows what they are yet.
But a kid with bad grades and a warehouse badge is averaging over 20 points a game in the NBA.
His mother made him quit that job. Everything since is the argument for listening to her.
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The Oklahoma City Thunder will retire Russell Westbrook's No. 0 on February 7.
So we're sharing why he wears the wristbands, the story behind the orange wristband he wore to every game for his best friend.
It says KB3.
Here is who that was.
Hawthorne, California. Two kids from each other and are inseparable. Russell Westbrook and Khelcey Barrs III.
They have the same dream, and they are specific about it. They are going to UCLA together. Then the pros.
But here is the part that makes the story.
Khelcey Barrs was the prospect. Not Westbrook.
Barrs was 6 foot 6 and 200 pounds as a sophomore. He averaged 18 points, 11 rebounds, and 3 blocks. He already had a scholarship offer from DePaul, and coaches all over the country were calling.
Westbrook was 5 foot 8 and 140 pounds. Only Loyola Marymount, Creighton, and Kent State showed interest.
When UCLA coach Ben Howland called their high school coach, he was not asking about Westbrook.
He was asking about Khelcey Barrs.
Then came a Tuesday in May.
The two had been playing a routine pickup game at L.A. Southwest College. Westbrook left early. Barrs stayed.
Barrs collapsed on the court. He had a heart condition nobody knew about. He passed away at just 16 years old. So many people came to his memorial that the high school auditorium could not hold them all.
Westbrook was 15. And he did something nobody asked him to do.
Khelcey used to take out the trash for his grandmother every week. So Westbrook started doing it. Every week, until he left for college.
Khelcey used to wash his little sister's hair once a week. Westbrook took that over too. She still considers him another big brother.
Then his body finally caught up to his feet. He grew into a 6-foot-2 guard, and the kid nobody recruited suddenly had options.
He chose UCLA. The school that had wanted Khelcey Barrs first.
From there it was the Thunder. An MVP. Nine All-Star games. Three seasons averaging a triple-double in Oklahoma City.
Through it all, there were two bands on his wrists. An orange one that said KB3. And a blue one that said Why Not. Some of his signature shoes even carried KB3.
He explained it.
"I feel like I'm playing for him in a way."
Here is the honest part. Westbrook was never everyone's favorite. Some fans thought he forced too much and played too wild.
He never changed. He played every night like it might be his last, because he learned at 15 that it could be.
"He was my best friend."
On February 7, the No. 0 goes up in the rafters in Oklahoma City.
Two kids from across the street made it there together.
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So we're sharing why he wears the wristbands, the story behind the orange wristband he wore to every game for his best friend.
It says KB3.
Here is who that was.
Hawthorne, California. Two kids from each other and are inseparable. Russell Westbrook and Khelcey Barrs III.
They have the same dream, and they are specific about it. They are going to UCLA together. Then the pros.
But here is the part that makes the story.
Khelcey Barrs was the prospect. Not Westbrook.
Barrs was 6 foot 6 and 200 pounds as a sophomore. He averaged 18 points, 11 rebounds, and 3 blocks. He already had a scholarship offer from DePaul, and coaches all over the country were calling.
Westbrook was 5 foot 8 and 140 pounds. Only Loyola Marymount, Creighton, and Kent State showed interest.
When UCLA coach Ben Howland called their high school coach, he was not asking about Westbrook.
He was asking about Khelcey Barrs.
Then came a Tuesday in May.
The two had been playing a routine pickup game at L.A. Southwest College. Westbrook left early. Barrs stayed.
Barrs collapsed on the court. He had a heart condition nobody knew about. He passed away at just 16 years old. So many people came to his memorial that the high school auditorium could not hold them all.
Westbrook was 15. And he did something nobody asked him to do.
Khelcey used to take out the trash for his grandmother every week. So Westbrook started doing it. Every week, until he left for college.
Khelcey used to wash his little sister's hair once a week. Westbrook took that over too. She still considers him another big brother.
Then his body finally caught up to his feet. He grew into a 6-foot-2 guard, and the kid nobody recruited suddenly had options.
He chose UCLA. The school that had wanted Khelcey Barrs first.
From there it was the Thunder. An MVP. Nine All-Star games. Three seasons averaging a triple-double in Oklahoma City.
Through it all, there were two bands on his wrists. An orange one that said KB3. And a blue one that said Why Not. Some of his signature shoes even carried KB3.
He explained it.
"I feel like I'm playing for him in a way."
Here is the honest part. Westbrook was never everyone's favorite. Some fans thought he forced too much and played too wild.
He never changed. He played every night like it might be his last, because he learned at 15 that it could be.
"He was my best friend."
On February 7, the No. 0 goes up in the rafters in Oklahoma City.
Two kids from across the street made it there together.
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Tonight in Toronto there was an empty chair in the Chicago Bulls broadcast booth.
There was a crown sitting on it, and one of Stacey King's old playing cards.
Adam Amin called the entire first quarter by himself. No analyst. Just the play by play man and the seat beside him, to a person's voice.
Here is who was supposed to be in that chair.
Stacey King was born in Lawton, Oklahoma in 1967 and he was a monster at the University of Oklahoma. As a senior he averaged 26.0 points and 10.1 rebounds. Big Eight Player of the Year. First team All American. Sporting News Player of the Year. He took Oklahoma to the national championship game in 1988, where they lost to Kansas. His number 33 hangs honored in Norman.
The Chicago Bulls took him sixth overall in the 1989 draft.
And then the thing that happens to most sixth picks happened to him. He was not a star. He was a rotation big man on a roster that already had Michael Jordan and Scottie Pippen and Horace Grant, and Sam Smith wrote that he was miscast from the beginning. His career averages were 6.4 points and 3.3 rebounds.
He also has three championship rings, from 1991 and 1992 and 1993, which is three more than almost everybody who has ever played. He bounced to the Minnesota Timberwolves, the Miami Heat, the Boston Celtics and the Dallas Mavericks, and then it was over.
That is the part most people would call the career.
It was the warm up.
In 2004 the Chicago Bulls put him in the studio. In 2006 they put him on games. By 2008 he was the lead color analyst, and he held that chair for the better part of two decades, through Neil Funk and then through Adam Amin, through the old channel closing and a new one opening.
And he became something a sixth overall pick almost never becomes. He became the sound of a city's basketball team.
Too big, too strong, too fast, too good. Derrick Rose can go upstairs. Chicago did not watch Bulls broadcasts in spite of the analyst. A lot of nights, in some very bad seasons, people watched because of him.
Stacey King died on June 7 of this year. He was 59.
On the broadcast tonight, Amin said this.
"I know exactly who he was, I know what his gift could do, and I know that we were all just a little happier, a little better off, for getting to hear the song, for as long as we did."
Earlier in the tribute he spoke to King directly, told him the Bulls love you very much, Stacey, and thanked him for everything you did for us. He said the empty seat would get a hat tip, and that it would be ok eventually.
Robbie Hummel took the chair in the second quarter. The Chicago Bulls will rotate analysts through the rest of the season, which is its own kind of answer. You do not replace him. You share the chair around.
The honest counterpoint. King really did not live up to the sixth pick, and nothing about a kind night changes a stat line. He would have been the first to make the joke himself, because making the joke was most of the act.
But he is the rare man who got a second answer to the question of what he was for.
He was not the best player in the building. He turned out to be the reason a lot of people were watching it.
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There was a crown sitting on it, and one of Stacey King's old playing cards.
Adam Amin called the entire first quarter by himself. No analyst. Just the play by play man and the seat beside him, to a person's voice.
Here is who was supposed to be in that chair.
Stacey King was born in Lawton, Oklahoma in 1967 and he was a monster at the University of Oklahoma. As a senior he averaged 26.0 points and 10.1 rebounds. Big Eight Player of the Year. First team All American. Sporting News Player of the Year. He took Oklahoma to the national championship game in 1988, where they lost to Kansas. His number 33 hangs honored in Norman.
The Chicago Bulls took him sixth overall in the 1989 draft.
And then the thing that happens to most sixth picks happened to him. He was not a star. He was a rotation big man on a roster that already had Michael Jordan and Scottie Pippen and Horace Grant, and Sam Smith wrote that he was miscast from the beginning. His career averages were 6.4 points and 3.3 rebounds.
He also has three championship rings, from 1991 and 1992 and 1993, which is three more than almost everybody who has ever played. He bounced to the Minnesota Timberwolves, the Miami Heat, the Boston Celtics and the Dallas Mavericks, and then it was over.
That is the part most people would call the career.
It was the warm up.
In 2004 the Chicago Bulls put him in the studio. In 2006 they put him on games. By 2008 he was the lead color analyst, and he held that chair for the better part of two decades, through Neil Funk and then through Adam Amin, through the old channel closing and a new one opening.
And he became something a sixth overall pick almost never becomes. He became the sound of a city's basketball team.
Too big, too strong, too fast, too good. Derrick Rose can go upstairs. Chicago did not watch Bulls broadcasts in spite of the analyst. A lot of nights, in some very bad seasons, people watched because of him.
Stacey King died on June 7 of this year. He was 59.
On the broadcast tonight, Amin said this.
"I know exactly who he was, I know what his gift could do, and I know that we were all just a little happier, a little better off, for getting to hear the song, for as long as we did."
Earlier in the tribute he spoke to King directly, told him the Bulls love you very much, Stacey, and thanked him for everything you did for us. He said the empty seat would get a hat tip, and that it would be ok eventually.
Robbie Hummel took the chair in the second quarter. The Chicago Bulls will rotate analysts through the rest of the season, which is its own kind of answer. You do not replace him. You share the chair around.
The honest counterpoint. King really did not live up to the sixth pick, and nothing about a kind night changes a stat line. He would have been the first to make the joke himself, because making the joke was most of the act.
But he is the rare man who got a second answer to the question of what he was for.
He was not the best player in the building. He turned out to be the reason a lot of people were watching it.
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Tonight Anthony Davis played his first game in a Wizards uniform.
He put up 34 points, 11 rebounds, 4 assists and 2 steals in a Washington Wizards win over the Milwaukee Bucks. He made 11 of 20 in 33 minutes.
He is 33 years old, a ten time All Star, an NBA champion and one of ers of his generation. Before the game he said he wanted to go out there and showcase what I do.
Now go back eighteen years and look at the same person.
Anthony Davis grew up in Englewood on the South Side of Chicago and went to Perspectives Charter School, which is not a basketball school. It is a charter school. As a freshman he was 6 feet tall. As a junior he was 6 feet 3 inches, and he was a guard, and he was not being recruited by anybody.
He had exactly one Division I scholarship offer. Cleveland State, of the Horizon League.
Here is how he got it.
A referee who worked some of his high school games had sons who went to Cleveland State. That is the whole mechanism. Not a scouting service, not a showcase, not a highlight tape that found its way to the right desk. One official who happened to see him play and happened to have a family connection to one school.
In Davis's own words. "I knew a referee that used to ref some of our games and his sons went there."
That was the entire market for Anthony Davis.
Then his body did something almost nobody's body does. He grew seven inches. By his senior year he was 6 feet 10 inches, and crucially he had spent the years before that learning to play as a small man. Handle. Footwork. Perimeter instincts. He arrived at seven feet tall carrying a guard's toolkit, which is the reason he became what he became.
He played AAU for Mean Streets, the attention finally came the summer before his senior year, and inside a few months he went from one offer to the number one recruit in America.
He went to Kentucky for a single season. National championship. Most Outstanding Player of the Final Four. National Player of the Year. Then the New Orleans Hornets took him first overall in the 2012 draft, and he won Olympic gold that same summer at 19.
He has said the shot blocking that made him famous just came naturally, and that he had never really blocked shots before college. Think about that. The defensive skill he is known for worldwide is something he picked up after he was already the best prospect in the country.
What came after was a long and complicated career. Seven seasons in New Orleans. A championship with the Los Angeles Lakers in 2020. Five All NBA teams, five All Defensive teams, ten All Star appearances. Then in February of 2025 he was the centrepiece of the strangest trade in modern NBA history, sent to the Dallas Mavericks for Luka Doncic. A year later Dallas moved him again, to the Washington Wizards.
The honest counterpoint. A hand injury wrecked his 2025-26 season, and since the start of 2024-25 he has missed more than 56% of the regular season games available to him. That is the number that actually matters, and one enormous October night does not move it. He is a 33 year old big man who has been traded twice in two years and whose body has been asked to do an extraordinary amount. And the growth spurt is the least earned part of this entire story. He did not work for those seven inches.
But he did work for everything he could do once he had them.
A 6 feet 3 inch guard at a charter school in Englewood got one scholarship offer in his life, and it came from a referee's family.
Tonight he was the best player on an NBA floor.
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He put up 34 points, 11 rebounds, 4 assists and 2 steals in a Washington Wizards win over the Milwaukee Bucks. He made 11 of 20 in 33 minutes.
He is 33 years old, a ten time All Star, an NBA champion and one of ers of his generation. Before the game he said he wanted to go out there and showcase what I do.
Now go back eighteen years and look at the same person.
Anthony Davis grew up in Englewood on the South Side of Chicago and went to Perspectives Charter School, which is not a basketball school. It is a charter school. As a freshman he was 6 feet tall. As a junior he was 6 feet 3 inches, and he was a guard, and he was not being recruited by anybody.
He had exactly one Division I scholarship offer. Cleveland State, of the Horizon League.
Here is how he got it.
A referee who worked some of his high school games had sons who went to Cleveland State. That is the whole mechanism. Not a scouting service, not a showcase, not a highlight tape that found its way to the right desk. One official who happened to see him play and happened to have a family connection to one school.
In Davis's own words. "I knew a referee that used to ref some of our games and his sons went there."
That was the entire market for Anthony Davis.
Then his body did something almost nobody's body does. He grew seven inches. By his senior year he was 6 feet 10 inches, and crucially he had spent the years before that learning to play as a small man. Handle. Footwork. Perimeter instincts. He arrived at seven feet tall carrying a guard's toolkit, which is the reason he became what he became.
He played AAU for Mean Streets, the attention finally came the summer before his senior year, and inside a few months he went from one offer to the number one recruit in America.
He went to Kentucky for a single season. National championship. Most Outstanding Player of the Final Four. National Player of the Year. Then the New Orleans Hornets took him first overall in the 2012 draft, and he won Olympic gold that same summer at 19.
He has said the shot blocking that made him famous just came naturally, and that he had never really blocked shots before college. Think about that. The defensive skill he is known for worldwide is something he picked up after he was already the best prospect in the country.
What came after was a long and complicated career. Seven seasons in New Orleans. A championship with the Los Angeles Lakers in 2020. Five All NBA teams, five All Defensive teams, ten All Star appearances. Then in February of 2025 he was the centrepiece of the strangest trade in modern NBA history, sent to the Dallas Mavericks for Luka Doncic. A year later Dallas moved him again, to the Washington Wizards.
The honest counterpoint. A hand injury wrecked his 2025-26 season, and since the start of 2024-25 he has missed more than 56% of the regular season games available to him. That is the number that actually matters, and one enormous October night does not move it. He is a 33 year old big man who has been traded twice in two years and whose body has been asked to do an extraordinary amount. And the growth spurt is the least earned part of this entire story. He did not work for those seven inches.
But he did work for everything he could do once he had them.
A 6 feet 3 inch guard at a charter school in Englewood got one scholarship offer in his life, and it came from a referee's family.
Tonight he was the best player on an NBA floor.
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On March 17, 2008, a journeyman center walked onto an NBA floor for the Cleveland Cavaliers.
He became the first legally deaf player in the history of the league.
Almost nobody noticed. He played three games.
Lance Allred was born in 1981 in Pinesdale, Montana, inside a olygamist community. His grandfather was a prophet of the group. Complications at birth left him with 75 to 80% hearing loss, which is the clinical way of saying he has spent his whole life reading rooms rather than hearing them.
His family left for Salt Lake City when he was seven.
He was good early. Gatorade Player of the Year in Utah in 1999 out of East High School. He went to the University of Utah, played 17 games as a freshman, then transferred to Weber State, where as a senior he averaged 17.7 points and 12.0 rebounds a game.
Then he went undrafted in 2005, and here is where the story actually starts.
France. Spain. Italy. New Zealand. Japan. Mexico. Qatar. Puerto Rico. The Idaho Stampede in the NBA development league. For three years Lance Allred played professional basketball in whatever country would have him, on whatever contract was available, as a deaf man learning to pick up plays in languages he could not hear in gyms with terrible acoustics.
On March 13, 2008, the Cleveland Cavaliers signed him to a ten day contract.
Ten days. That was the whole offer.
He debuted four days later. The Cavaliers kept him for the rest of the season. He appeared in three games and averaged 3.3 minutes, 1.0 point and 0.3 rebounds, and he walked into a locker room that belonged to LeBron James, and he was released before the next season started.
Those are the numbers. They are terrible. They are also completely beside the point, because the record does not say how many minutes the first legally deaf player in NBA history played. It says that he played.
He later wrote a book about it called Longshot, which is the correct title. He has written several more since, and he built a second life speaking to rooms about the one he came from. One of those books is about the TEDx talk he gave, which he called What is Your Polygamy.
The honest counterpoint. This was not a career. Three games, one point a night, gone by autumn. Allred was also a Gatorade Player of the Year and a dominant college big man, not some stranger off a playground, and plenty of hearing players with better numbers never got ten days either. The NBA did not open a door for him so much as leave one unlocked for a few weeks in March.
But a kid born in a Montana commune who could not hear the whistle spent three years circling the planet for those few weeks.
And he took them.
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He became the first legally deaf player in the history of the league.
Almost nobody noticed. He played three games.
Lance Allred was born in 1981 in Pinesdale, Montana, inside a olygamist community. His grandfather was a prophet of the group. Complications at birth left him with 75 to 80% hearing loss, which is the clinical way of saying he has spent his whole life reading rooms rather than hearing them.
His family left for Salt Lake City when he was seven.
He was good early. Gatorade Player of the Year in Utah in 1999 out of East High School. He went to the University of Utah, played 17 games as a freshman, then transferred to Weber State, where as a senior he averaged 17.7 points and 12.0 rebounds a game.
Then he went undrafted in 2005, and here is where the story actually starts.
France. Spain. Italy. New Zealand. Japan. Mexico. Qatar. Puerto Rico. The Idaho Stampede in the NBA development league. For three years Lance Allred played professional basketball in whatever country would have him, on whatever contract was available, as a deaf man learning to pick up plays in languages he could not hear in gyms with terrible acoustics.
On March 13, 2008, the Cleveland Cavaliers signed him to a ten day contract.
Ten days. That was the whole offer.
He debuted four days later. The Cavaliers kept him for the rest of the season. He appeared in three games and averaged 3.3 minutes, 1.0 point and 0.3 rebounds, and he walked into a locker room that belonged to LeBron James, and he was released before the next season started.
Those are the numbers. They are terrible. They are also completely beside the point, because the record does not say how many minutes the first legally deaf player in NBA history played. It says that he played.
He later wrote a book about it called Longshot, which is the correct title. He has written several more since, and he built a second life speaking to rooms about the one he came from. One of those books is about the TEDx talk he gave, which he called What is Your Polygamy.
The honest counterpoint. This was not a career. Three games, one point a night, gone by autumn. Allred was also a Gatorade Player of the Year and a dominant college big man, not some stranger off a playground, and plenty of hearing players with better numbers never got ten days either. The NBA did not open a door for him so much as leave one unlocked for a few weeks in March.
But a kid born in a Montana commune who could not hear the whistle spent three years circling the planet for those few weeks.
And he took them.
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Paul George scored 38 points today in his first game for the Boston Celtics.
Nobody in the history of the franchise has ever scored more in a debut. The old mark was 30, by Kristaps Porzingis in 2023.
Boston lost anyway. They led the Detroit Pistons by 22 and lost 121 to 113.
and this is his fifth NBA team. Here is how he got to this one.
Rewind eighteen years and he was a kid in East Palmdale, California, in the high desert north of Los Angeles, spending his afternoons at Domenic Massari Park because there was not much else to do out there.
His mother, Paulette, had a stroke when he was 10. He wrote years later in Sports Illustrated Kids that basketball became a good distraction. That is the year he started taking it seriously.
He did not make varsity as a freshman at Knight High School. He started on junior varsity as a sophomore and got pulled up partway through the season. By his senior year he averaged 23.2 points and 11.2 rebounds, told a reporter before the season that his team would not lose again, and then closed the year on a ten game winning streak and a league title.
Then recruiting happened to him, which is its own education.
He committed to Santa Clara and backed out on his coach's advice. He committed to Pepperdine in August of 2007 and backed out of that one too, midway through his senior season, after the coach who recruited him resigned. Two schools, two commitments, two exits, none of it his doing.
He finished with offers from Georgetown and Penn State. Georgetown. A blue blood, a national stage, the kind of program that puts a kid from Palmdale on television every week.
He went to Fresno State.
The reasons he gave were that it was close to home so his family could come to his games, and that he liked the campus. That is the whole explanation from a three star recruit with a Big East door standing open.
He has never publicly tied that choice to his mother, and it would be cheap to do it for him. The two facts simply sit beside each other. A mother who got sick when he was a boy, and an 18 year old who picked the school where she could sit in the stands.
Two years later the Indiana Pacers took him tenth overall. Nine All Star teams. Six All NBA selections. A compound fracture of his right leg in 2014 that he came back from.
The honest counterpoint. He is 36, he played 37 games last season, and the Boston Celtics traded Jaylen Brown to get him. Thirty eight points in October does not settle that, and his team still lost a game it led by 22.
But a kid from the high desert once chose the gym his family could drive to.
Today he set a record in a building more than 2,500 miles from it.
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Nobody in the history of the franchise has ever scored more in a debut. The old mark was 30, by Kristaps Porzingis in 2023.
Boston lost anyway. They led the Detroit Pistons by 22 and lost 121 to 113.
and this is his fifth NBA team. Here is how he got to this one.
Rewind eighteen years and he was a kid in East Palmdale, California, in the high desert north of Los Angeles, spending his afternoons at Domenic Massari Park because there was not much else to do out there.
His mother, Paulette, had a stroke when he was 10. He wrote years later in Sports Illustrated Kids that basketball became a good distraction. That is the year he started taking it seriously.
He did not make varsity as a freshman at Knight High School. He started on junior varsity as a sophomore and got pulled up partway through the season. By his senior year he averaged 23.2 points and 11.2 rebounds, told a reporter before the season that his team would not lose again, and then closed the year on a ten game winning streak and a league title.
Then recruiting happened to him, which is its own education.
He committed to Santa Clara and backed out on his coach's advice. He committed to Pepperdine in August of 2007 and backed out of that one too, midway through his senior season, after the coach who recruited him resigned. Two schools, two commitments, two exits, none of it his doing.
He finished with offers from Georgetown and Penn State. Georgetown. A blue blood, a national stage, the kind of program that puts a kid from Palmdale on television every week.
He went to Fresno State.
The reasons he gave were that it was close to home so his family could come to his games, and that he liked the campus. That is the whole explanation from a three star recruit with a Big East door standing open.
He has never publicly tied that choice to his mother, and it would be cheap to do it for him. The two facts simply sit beside each other. A mother who got sick when he was a boy, and an 18 year old who picked the school where she could sit in the stands.
Two years later the Indiana Pacers took him tenth overall. Nine All Star teams. Six All NBA selections. A compound fracture of his right leg in 2014 that he came back from.
The honest counterpoint. He is 36, he played 37 games last season, and the Boston Celtics traded Jaylen Brown to get him. Thirty eight points in October does not settle that, and his team still lost a game it led by 22.
But a kid from the high desert once chose the gym his family could drive to.
Today he set a record in a building more than 2,500 miles from it.
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Javonte Green did not play a single minute of the first half today.
The Detroit Pistons were down 22 points to the Boston Celtics in the opening game of the season. Green sat and watched all of it.
Then he came in and scored 17 points in the second half, on 5 of 8 from three, 113.
Here is why a man waiting two quarters is funny.
Javonte Green came out of high school with exactly one Division I scholarship offer. Radford. That was the entire list. He also had a football scholarship offer from James Madison, because he played quarterback too, and at Brunswick High School in Lawrenceville, Virginia he was good enough at both that the choice was real.
His high school coach was Bryant Stith, the 13th pick of the 1992 draft, who played ten years in the NBA and eight of them with the Denver Nuggets. At least one man in that gym knew exactly how far away the thing was.
Green went to Radford University and left as the leading rebounder in school history. 1,064 rebounds. 245 steals. 133 games. Second all time in scoring at 1,911 points. There is not much more a player can do at a school nobody is scouting.
He went undrafted in 2015.
Then came the part that ends most of these stories. A season in Spain. Two years in Italy, at Trieste. A year in Germany, with Ulm. Three countries, four years, playing well enough to keep getting hired and never well enough to get the call he wanted.
On July 25, 2019, the Boston Celtics signed him. He was 26. He won the last roster spot in camp over a player named Max Strus, who went on to a long NBA career of his own.
What Green said that day was this. "My dream has come true. The tears you see are tears of joy."
Since then it has been the unglamorous version of making it. The Boston Celtics. The Chicago Bulls. A year in the G League when the calls stopped. The New Orleans Pelicans. The Cleveland Cavaliers. And now the Detroit Pistons, where he re-signed in July on a one year veteran minimum.
He is 33 years old. Today he sat through two full quarters before anybody called his name.
The honest counterpoint. Seventeen points off the bench in October is one good night, not a turn in the road. Green has never been a star, he is on a minimum deal, and he has been waived, traded and sent down. Nobody is building anything around him.
But a kid with one offer spent four years in Europe waiting for somebody to say yes.
Today he waited two more quarters, and then he went and took the game.
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The Detroit Pistons were down 22 points to the Boston Celtics in the opening game of the season. Green sat and watched all of it.
Then he came in and scored 17 points in the second half, on 5 of 8 from three, 113.
Here is why a man waiting two quarters is funny.
Javonte Green came out of high school with exactly one Division I scholarship offer. Radford. That was the entire list. He also had a football scholarship offer from James Madison, because he played quarterback too, and at Brunswick High School in Lawrenceville, Virginia he was good enough at both that the choice was real.
His high school coach was Bryant Stith, the 13th pick of the 1992 draft, who played ten years in the NBA and eight of them with the Denver Nuggets. At least one man in that gym knew exactly how far away the thing was.
Green went to Radford University and left as the leading rebounder in school history. 1,064 rebounds. 245 steals. 133 games. Second all time in scoring at 1,911 points. There is not much more a player can do at a school nobody is scouting.
He went undrafted in 2015.
Then came the part that ends most of these stories. A season in Spain. Two years in Italy, at Trieste. A year in Germany, with Ulm. Three countries, four years, playing well enough to keep getting hired and never well enough to get the call he wanted.
On July 25, 2019, the Boston Celtics signed him. He was 26. He won the last roster spot in camp over a player named Max Strus, who went on to a long NBA career of his own.
What Green said that day was this. "My dream has come true. The tears you see are tears of joy."
Since then it has been the unglamorous version of making it. The Boston Celtics. The Chicago Bulls. A year in the G League when the calls stopped. The New Orleans Pelicans. The Cleveland Cavaliers. And now the Detroit Pistons, where he re-signed in July on a one year veteran minimum.
He is 33 years old. Today he sat through two full quarters before anybody called his name.
The honest counterpoint. Seventeen points off the bench in October is one good night, not a turn in the road. Green has never been a star, he is on a minimum deal, and he has been waived, traded and sent down. Nobody is building anything around him.
But a kid with one offer spent four years in Europe waiting for somebody to say yes.
Today he waited two more quarters, and then he went and took the game.
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Beate Wagner got asked the same question so many times that she eventually sat down and wrote a book to answer it.
How do you raise two sons who both make the NBA.
Her boys are Moritz and Franz Wagner. She raised them in Berlin. She spent roughly two years living in Florida it came out in German under a title that translates to the shine in their eyes.
Everyone expected a system. A regimen. The 5am workouts, the private skills trainer, the travel team at nine years old, the entire industrial apparatus that youth sports has turned into.
That is not what she said.
She said the most important thing she and her husband did was refuse to put pressure on the boys. She said they let them decide, each day, whether they still wanted to keep playing.
Each day. Not each season. Not at some signing table at 17. Every single morning, the answer was allowed to be no.
Think about how hard that cuts against everything. The entire economy of youth basketball runs on parents who will not let the answer be no, on the belief that a child permitted to quit will quit. The Wagners bet the other way. That a kid who is genuinely free to stop will mean it when he keeps going.
Both of them made it. Moritz went to the University of Michigan and went in the first round in 2018. Franz followed him to the University of Michigan, and the Orlando Magic took him eighth overall in 2021.
Then they were teammates for five seasons, which almost never happens to brothers.
In January 2026 the Orlando Magic played the Memphis Grizzlies in Berlin, the first NBA regular season game ever held in Germany. Franz had missed 16 games with a high ankle sprain and got back just in time. He was rusty and said so, made no excuses for it, then scored 13 of his 18 points in the fourth quarter as the Orlando Magic won 118 to 111. He called the trip super special, mostly because he got to show his teammates the city he grew up in.
Six months later it ended. Moritz signed a two year deal with the Brooklyn Nets in July. This is the first season in a long time that the Wagner brothers are not on the same team.
The honest counterpoint. Beate Wagner is describing her own parenting, years after the fact, in a book she is selling, and people are generous narrators of themselves. Her sons are also both near 7 feet tall, which no parenting philosophy produces. Plenty of families say no pressure and produce nothing, and that is not a failure of love. It is how the odds work.
But a woman in Berlin told two boys every morning that they were allowed to stop.
Neither one ever did.
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How do you raise two sons who both make the NBA.
Her boys are Moritz and Franz Wagner. She raised them in Berlin. She spent roughly two years living in Florida it came out in German under a title that translates to the shine in their eyes.
Everyone expected a system. A regimen. The 5am workouts, the private skills trainer, the travel team at nine years old, the entire industrial apparatus that youth sports has turned into.
That is not what she said.
She said the most important thing she and her husband did was refuse to put pressure on the boys. She said they let them decide, each day, whether they still wanted to keep playing.
Each day. Not each season. Not at some signing table at 17. Every single morning, the answer was allowed to be no.
Think about how hard that cuts against everything. The entire economy of youth basketball runs on parents who will not let the answer be no, on the belief that a child permitted to quit will quit. The Wagners bet the other way. That a kid who is genuinely free to stop will mean it when he keeps going.
Both of them made it. Moritz went to the University of Michigan and went in the first round in 2018. Franz followed him to the University of Michigan, and the Orlando Magic took him eighth overall in 2021.
Then they were teammates for five seasons, which almost never happens to brothers.
In January 2026 the Orlando Magic played the Memphis Grizzlies in Berlin, the first NBA regular season game ever held in Germany. Franz had missed 16 games with a high ankle sprain and got back just in time. He was rusty and said so, made no excuses for it, then scored 13 of his 18 points in the fourth quarter as the Orlando Magic won 118 to 111. He called the trip super special, mostly because he got to show his teammates the city he grew up in.
Six months later it ended. Moritz signed a two year deal with the Brooklyn Nets in July. This is the first season in a long time that the Wagner brothers are not on the same team.
The honest counterpoint. Beate Wagner is describing her own parenting, years after the fact, in a book she is selling, and people are generous narrators of themselves. Her sons are also both near 7 feet tall, which no parenting philosophy produces. Plenty of families say no pressure and produce nothing, and that is not a failure of love. It is how the odds work.
But a woman in Berlin told two boys every morning that they were allowed to stop.
Neither one ever did.
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John Starks played exactly one year of high school basketball.
One. At Tulsa Central High School, in Oklahoma. That is the entire resume he carried out of childhood.
What followed was four colleges in four years. He was put on a taxi squad at the first one and never suited up. . He landed at a second school, played, and left that one too. He got into trouble that cost him a short jail term. By 1986 he was working at a Safeway supermarket, bagging groceries, out of basketball entirely.
He enrolled at a junior college in Tulsa to chase a business degree, and the only reason anyone saw him play was intramurals. A coach named Ken Trickey noticed him in a rec league. One season later he had a scholarship to Oklahoma State University.
He went undrafted in 1988.
The Golden State Warriors signed him anyway, then drafted Mitch Richmond fifth overall the same year. Richmond won Rookie of the Year. Starks played 36 games and was cut loose. He went to the Cedar Rapids Silver Bullets in the CBA. He went to the Memphis Rockers in the World Basketball League, a league most people have never heard of.
In 1990 he got a tryout with the New York Knicks. A tryout. Not a contract.
During a practice he went up to dunk on Patrick Ewing, because that is who John Starks was and would always be. Ewing threw him down. Starks twisted his knee on the way to the floor.
Now the hinge. The New York Knicks could not release an injured player. If the knee did not heal by the end of December, he could not be cut. It did not heal.
So they kept him, because they were not allowed to do anything else.
He became the starting shooting guard for the New York Knicks and played there from 1990 to 1998. An All Star. Sixth Man of the Year. The face of the most beloved bad-tempered team that city ever had.
Starks has called Patrick Ewing his saving grace, which is a generous way to describe a man who dumped you on the floor.
Three years later, in Game 2 of the 1993 Eastern Conference Finals, he caught the Chicago Bulls leaning, went up the baseline left handed and dunked over Horace Grant while Michael Jordan arrived a half second too late to stop it. People still call it The Dunk. Most of them misremember it as a dunk on Jordan. Starks, who was actually there, remembers that Grant was 6 feet 8 inches and 260 pounds, and says he jumped as hard as he could.
The honest counterpoint. Starks lost two college opportunities to his own behavior, including a theft that put him in a cell for five days. He has never hidden it and neither should anybody retelling it. He was also, by 1990, a 25 year old who had already failed out of the NBA once.
But he dunked on Patrick Ewing anyway. On a tryout. With nothing in the bank.
That is why it worked.
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One. At Tulsa Central High School, in Oklahoma. That is the entire resume he carried out of childhood.
What followed was four colleges in four years. He was put on a taxi squad at the first one and never suited up. . He landed at a second school, played, and left that one too. He got into trouble that cost him a short jail term. By 1986 he was working at a Safeway supermarket, bagging groceries, out of basketball entirely.
He enrolled at a junior college in Tulsa to chase a business degree, and the only reason anyone saw him play was intramurals. A coach named Ken Trickey noticed him in a rec league. One season later he had a scholarship to Oklahoma State University.
He went undrafted in 1988.
The Golden State Warriors signed him anyway, then drafted Mitch Richmond fifth overall the same year. Richmond won Rookie of the Year. Starks played 36 games and was cut loose. He went to the Cedar Rapids Silver Bullets in the CBA. He went to the Memphis Rockers in the World Basketball League, a league most people have never heard of.
In 1990 he got a tryout with the New York Knicks. A tryout. Not a contract.
During a practice he went up to dunk on Patrick Ewing, because that is who John Starks was and would always be. Ewing threw him down. Starks twisted his knee on the way to the floor.
Now the hinge. The New York Knicks could not release an injured player. If the knee did not heal by the end of December, he could not be cut. It did not heal.
So they kept him, because they were not allowed to do anything else.
He became the starting shooting guard for the New York Knicks and played there from 1990 to 1998. An All Star. Sixth Man of the Year. The face of the most beloved bad-tempered team that city ever had.
Starks has called Patrick Ewing his saving grace, which is a generous way to describe a man who dumped you on the floor.
Three years later, in Game 2 of the 1993 Eastern Conference Finals, he caught the Chicago Bulls leaning, went up the baseline left handed and dunked over Horace Grant while Michael Jordan arrived a half second too late to stop it. People still call it The Dunk. Most of them misremember it as a dunk on Jordan. Starks, who was actually there, remembers that Grant was 6 feet 8 inches and 260 pounds, and says he jumped as hard as he could.
The honest counterpoint. Starks lost two college opportunities to his own behavior, including a theft that put him in a cell for five days. He has never hidden it and neither should anybody retelling it. He was also, by 1990, a 25 year old who had already failed out of the NBA once.
But he dunked on Patrick Ewing anyway. On a tryout. With nothing in the bank.
That is why it worked.
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A country of about two million people raised more than two million dollars in one week to buy a single dose of medicine for one baby.
His name is Kris. He was 19 months old and he has spinal muscular atrophy.
Ten days after he got the medicine, Luka Doncic picked him up and .
Here is the whole thing.
The drug is called Zolgensma. One dose, 2.125 million dollars, and at the time you could only get it in the United States. Europe had not approved it yet.
He was already on a different drug called Spinraza. That one cost more than 400,000 euros in the first year alone.
Kris is from Slovenia.
His parents started the fundraiser. His mother and father, on a Monday.
Then Doncic shared it.
So did the Slovenian national volleyball team. So did a group of Slovenian musicians. So did Valentino Rossi, the motorcycle racer, who is not Slovenian at all.
In seven days the country gave about 2.3 million euros. Enough for the drug and for three months of living in Los Angeles while it was done.
On November 21 of 2019 Kris got the infusion in the United States.
Ten days later the Dallas Mavericks played the Los Angeles Lakers at Staples Center.
About an hour before the game, Doncic met Kris and picked him up.
Kris could not stay to watch. His immune system was not strong enough to sit in a crowd.
Doncic's mother, Mirjam Poterbin, was there for it.
Here is what she said.
"Luka wanted to meet him."
And then this.
"It's more important for me than the basketball, honestly. Because he shows every time that he's a really good person."
Her son then scored 27 and Dallas beat the Lakers 114 to 100 and ended a 10 game winning streak.
Now the part almost nobody followed up on.
In December of 2021, two years later, Slovenian national television went and checked on him.
Here is what his neurologist, Damjan Osredkar, said.
"He can sit on his own, can eat on his own, and cognitively he is doing very well."
And he said this too.
"Unfortunately, he cannot yet stand or walk on his own. This possibility is not ruled out. Time will show whether this is something he will be able to achieve."
Both of those are true at the same time.
He was going to kindergarten by then. Here is how somebody from the charity that helped his family described his mornings.
"So in the morning he puts a backpack on his shoulders and slowly sets off toward his friends."
A country bought a baby his medicine. A basketball player put down what he was doing and held him.
And a little boy put a backpack on and went to go find his friends.
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His name is Kris. He was 19 months old and he has spinal muscular atrophy.
Ten days after he got the medicine, Luka Doncic picked him up and .
Here is the whole thing.
The drug is called Zolgensma. One dose, 2.125 million dollars, and at the time you could only get it in the United States. Europe had not approved it yet.
He was already on a different drug called Spinraza. That one cost more than 400,000 euros in the first year alone.
Kris is from Slovenia.
His parents started the fundraiser. His mother and father, on a Monday.
Then Doncic shared it.
So did the Slovenian national volleyball team. So did a group of Slovenian musicians. So did Valentino Rossi, the motorcycle racer, who is not Slovenian at all.
In seven days the country gave about 2.3 million euros. Enough for the drug and for three months of living in Los Angeles while it was done.
On November 21 of 2019 Kris got the infusion in the United States.
Ten days later the Dallas Mavericks played the Los Angeles Lakers at Staples Center.
About an hour before the game, Doncic met Kris and picked him up.
Kris could not stay to watch. His immune system was not strong enough to sit in a crowd.
Doncic's mother, Mirjam Poterbin, was there for it.
Here is what she said.
"Luka wanted to meet him."
And then this.
"It's more important for me than the basketball, honestly. Because he shows every time that he's a really good person."
Her son then scored 27 and Dallas beat the Lakers 114 to 100 and ended a 10 game winning streak.
Now the part almost nobody followed up on.
In December of 2021, two years later, Slovenian national television went and checked on him.
Here is what his neurologist, Damjan Osredkar, said.
"He can sit on his own, can eat on his own, and cognitively he is doing very well."
And he said this too.
"Unfortunately, he cannot yet stand or walk on his own. This possibility is not ruled out. Time will show whether this is something he will be able to achieve."
Both of those are true at the same time.
He was going to kindergarten by then. Here is how somebody from the charity that helped his family described his mornings.
"So in the morning he puts a backpack on his shoulders and slowly sets off toward his friends."
A country bought a baby his medicine. A basketball player put down what he was doing and held him.
And a little boy put a backpack on and went to go find his friends.
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David Robinson quit basketball as a kid because he was too short for it.
He was 5 feet 9 inches in junior high. He tried the sport, did not take to it, and walked away. He was a math and computer kid. He scored high enough on his college entrance exams that the United States m, and he went to Annapolis to become an engineer, not an athlete.
Then he kept growing.
By his senior year of high school he was 6 feet 7 inches. At the Academy he kept going, and by the time he finished he was listed at 7 feet 1 inch. Early reports vary on exactly when he hit what, but the shape of it is not in dispute. A kid who quit because he was small became one of the largest human beings in American college sports while studying to be a naval officer.
Here is the part that decided his whole life.
Every graduate of the Naval Academy owes five years of service. Five years. Robinson would have been 27 before he could even consider professional basketball, which in 1987 was the same as never.
But the Navy has height limits for serving as a line officer aboard a ship. Robinson was well past them. He physically could not do the job he had spent four years training for.
So they commissioned him into the Civil Engineering Corps as a reserve officer, a lieutenant junior grade, and he served about two years at a submarine base in Georgia. He was discharged in May 1989.
The San Antonio Spurs had already taken him first overall in the 1987 draft, knowing they would not see him for two more years. Under the rules then, Robinson could have gone back into the draft after his service. To stop that, general manager Bob Bass guaranteed he would never be paid less than the average of the two highest paid players in the NBA.
Bass was asked about the wait at the draft lottery and gave the only correct answer. "We've waited 14 years. What's two more years."
Robinson joined the San Antonio Spurs for the 1989-90 season. Rookie of the Year. Two championships. An entire career spent under a nickname, The Admiral, belonging to a man who was never an admiral and spent his service in a hard hat.
The honest counterpoint. Being too tall for a ship is not a hardship. He got a world class education on the public dime, a guaranteed max contract before he played a professional minute, and a service obligation cut from five years to roughly two. This is a story about luck arriving in an odd uniform.
But he quit basketball at 5 feet 9 inches because he thought he was too small for it.
The same body that ended his Navy career started the other one.
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He was 5 feet 9 inches in junior high. He tried the sport, did not take to it, and walked away. He was a math and computer kid. He scored high enough on his college entrance exams that the United States m, and he went to Annapolis to become an engineer, not an athlete.
Then he kept growing.
By his senior year of high school he was 6 feet 7 inches. At the Academy he kept going, and by the time he finished he was listed at 7 feet 1 inch. Early reports vary on exactly when he hit what, but the shape of it is not in dispute. A kid who quit because he was small became one of the largest human beings in American college sports while studying to be a naval officer.
Here is the part that decided his whole life.
Every graduate of the Naval Academy owes five years of service. Five years. Robinson would have been 27 before he could even consider professional basketball, which in 1987 was the same as never.
But the Navy has height limits for serving as a line officer aboard a ship. Robinson was well past them. He physically could not do the job he had spent four years training for.
So they commissioned him into the Civil Engineering Corps as a reserve officer, a lieutenant junior grade, and he served about two years at a submarine base in Georgia. He was discharged in May 1989.
The San Antonio Spurs had already taken him first overall in the 1987 draft, knowing they would not see him for two more years. Under the rules then, Robinson could have gone back into the draft after his service. To stop that, general manager Bob Bass guaranteed he would never be paid less than the average of the two highest paid players in the NBA.
Bass was asked about the wait at the draft lottery and gave the only correct answer. "We've waited 14 years. What's two more years."
Robinson joined the San Antonio Spurs for the 1989-90 season. Rookie of the Year. Two championships. An entire career spent under a nickname, The Admiral, belonging to a man who was never an admiral and spent his service in a hard hat.
The honest counterpoint. Being too tall for a ship is not a hardship. He got a world class education on the public dime, a guaranteed max contract before he played a professional minute, and a service obligation cut from five years to roughly two. This is a story about luck arriving in an odd uniform.
But he quit basketball at 5 feet 9 inches because he thought he was too small for it.
The same body that ended his Navy career started the other one.
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Steven Adams showed up in Wellington at 14 years old with everything he owned in a sports bag.
He had barely been to school in years.
He grew up in Rotorua, on the other end of the North Island of New Zealand. His father Sid was 6 feet 11 inches tall and had a lot of children. on how many. Reported counts run from 14 to more than 20, and Adams himself wrote in his book that no one knows for sure. His father was gone by the time Steven was 13.
So the raising got done in pieces, by whoever was standing there.
His older sister Viv was the closest thing he had to a mother. His brother Mohi had a farm, and that farm was where he was happiest. His brother Warren drove him down to Wellington for a basketball camp, and a few months later rang Viv to ask whether Steve wanted to come back and take it seriously. He did. Hence the sports bag.
What happened in Wellington is the part worth sitting with, because it was not one hero. It was a committee nobody convened. A woman called Blossom. Teachers named Glenda Parks and Ms Milne. Debbie and Chris Webb. A trainer called Gavin Cross. And Kenny McFadden, a former pro who ran a basketball academy, who looked at a 14 year old who had stopped attending school and set a price.
Train with me. Go to school. Every day.
Adams took the deal. He enrolled at Scots College. McFadden's sessions started at 5:30 in the morning, and Adams has said plainly that he is not a morning person, which makes the fact that he kept turning up the entire point.
He went to the University of Pittsburgh. He has now played more than a decade in the NBA, most recently for the Houston Rockets.
He also pays for a scholarship at Scots College and runs camps back home, which is a quiet way of putting somebody else inside the same arrangement he got.
He is currently working back from a second major injury. Asked about the grind of rehab, he said something that sounds like it was written by the 14 year old. "You have to kind of redefine what a win looks like."
The honest counterpoint. Adams is 7 feet tall and the son of a man who was nearly 7 feet tall. Kenny McFadden was not handing that deal to every kid in Rotorua, and plenty of children with no structure never get a committee. Talent bought him the ticket. It did not buy him the people.
But a 14 year old with a sports bag got told he could have the gym if he went to class.
He went to class.
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He had barely been to school in years.
He grew up in Rotorua, on the other end of the North Island of New Zealand. His father Sid was 6 feet 11 inches tall and had a lot of children. on how many. Reported counts run from 14 to more than 20, and Adams himself wrote in his book that no one knows for sure. His father was gone by the time Steven was 13.
So the raising got done in pieces, by whoever was standing there.
His older sister Viv was the closest thing he had to a mother. His brother Mohi had a farm, and that farm was where he was happiest. His brother Warren drove him down to Wellington for a basketball camp, and a few months later rang Viv to ask whether Steve wanted to come back and take it seriously. He did. Hence the sports bag.
What happened in Wellington is the part worth sitting with, because it was not one hero. It was a committee nobody convened. A woman called Blossom. Teachers named Glenda Parks and Ms Milne. Debbie and Chris Webb. A trainer called Gavin Cross. And Kenny McFadden, a former pro who ran a basketball academy, who looked at a 14 year old who had stopped attending school and set a price.
Train with me. Go to school. Every day.
Adams took the deal. He enrolled at Scots College. McFadden's sessions started at 5:30 in the morning, and Adams has said plainly that he is not a morning person, which makes the fact that he kept turning up the entire point.
He went to the University of Pittsburgh. He has now played more than a decade in the NBA, most recently for the Houston Rockets.
He also pays for a scholarship at Scots College and runs camps back home, which is a quiet way of putting somebody else inside the same arrangement he got.
He is currently working back from a second major injury. Asked about the grind of rehab, he said something that sounds like it was written by the 14 year old. "You have to kind of redefine what a win looks like."
The honest counterpoint. Adams is 7 feet tall and the son of a man who was nearly 7 feet tall. Kenny McFadden was not handing that deal to every kid in Rotorua, and plenty of children with no structure never get a committee. Talent bought him the ticket. It did not buy him the people.
But a 14 year old with a sports bag got told he could have the gym if he went to class.
He went to class.
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Mario Hezonja went fifth overall in the 2015 NBA draft. He was 20, Croatian, nicknamed Super Mario, and he was supposed to be a star.
Five seasons later he was unemployed.
The Orlando Magic drafted him and gave up on him. The New York Knicks took a season. The Portland Trail Career average, 6.9 points a game. In November 2020 the Memphis Grizzlies traded for him, and in December 2020 the Memphis Grizzlies waived him before the season even started. He never played a game for them. He was 25 years old and out of the league.
So he went back to Europe, which sounds like a soft landing and is not. Panathinaikos in Greece. UNICS Kazan. Then in 2022, Real Madrid, one of the heaviest jobs in the sport, where being the washed out NBA lottery pick is not something anyone lets you forget.
He stayed four years. He won the EuroLeague in 2023 and lost the final in 2024. In June 2026, at 31 years old, he was named MVP of the Spanish league.
Six weeks later the Cleveland Cavaliers signed him.
Hezonja wrote this on X afterward. "Never liked how I left the NBA but these past 5 years have been exactly what I wanted and much needed!"
Read that first clause again. Never liked how I left. He is 31 and he is still carrying the exit.
At Cavaliers media day in late September, he was asked what is different about him now, and his answer was not about confidence or maturity or any of the things players usually say. It was about his body.
"I was drafted, man, at 6-6, 190. I remember looking like a child even in summer league."
"And now I'm coming back at 6-9, 260, so that definitely adds to the versatility the team can use."
Official listings in 2015 had him taller than 6-6, so take the tape measure loosely. The point he is making is not about inches. It is about the fact that the 20 year old who got drafted on potential has spent six years turning himself into a different physical object.
Asked how, he did not dress it up.
"For the weight, I can tell you from a lot of crazy hard work. Never quitting, always doing extra."
"It's just like crazy, crazy hard work and stupid almost dedication to it."
Stupid almost dedication. That is a man describing six years of work nobody in America was watching.
The honest counterpoint. This is a one year contract, and the Cleveland Cavaliers signed him for frontcourt depth after losing Dean Wade and Keon Ellis, not to be a centerpiece. Being the best player in the Spanish league at 31 has never been a guarantee of anything in the NBA, and his first run produced 6.9 points a game. There is a real chance this ends quietly.
But the fifth pick of the 2015 draft got written off at 25, went somewhere he could be seen failing, and worked for six years until the league asked him back. He does not have to prove it was worth it. He already went and did it.
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Five seasons later he was unemployed.
The Orlando Magic drafted him and gave up on him. The New York Knicks took a season. The Portland Trail Career average, 6.9 points a game. In November 2020 the Memphis Grizzlies traded for him, and in December 2020 the Memphis Grizzlies waived him before the season even started. He never played a game for them. He was 25 years old and out of the league.
So he went back to Europe, which sounds like a soft landing and is not. Panathinaikos in Greece. UNICS Kazan. Then in 2022, Real Madrid, one of the heaviest jobs in the sport, where being the washed out NBA lottery pick is not something anyone lets you forget.
He stayed four years. He won the EuroLeague in 2023 and lost the final in 2024. In June 2026, at 31 years old, he was named MVP of the Spanish league.
Six weeks later the Cleveland Cavaliers signed him.
Hezonja wrote this on X afterward. "Never liked how I left the NBA but these past 5 years have been exactly what I wanted and much needed!"
Read that first clause again. Never liked how I left. He is 31 and he is still carrying the exit.
At Cavaliers media day in late September, he was asked what is different about him now, and his answer was not about confidence or maturity or any of the things players usually say. It was about his body.
"I was drafted, man, at 6-6, 190. I remember looking like a child even in summer league."
"And now I'm coming back at 6-9, 260, so that definitely adds to the versatility the team can use."
Official listings in 2015 had him taller than 6-6, so take the tape measure loosely. The point he is making is not about inches. It is about the fact that the 20 year old who got drafted on potential has spent six years turning himself into a different physical object.
Asked how, he did not dress it up.
"For the weight, I can tell you from a lot of crazy hard work. Never quitting, always doing extra."
"It's just like crazy, crazy hard work and stupid almost dedication to it."
Stupid almost dedication. That is a man describing six years of work nobody in America was watching.
The honest counterpoint. This is a one year contract, and the Cleveland Cavaliers signed him for frontcourt depth after losing Dean Wade and Keon Ellis, not to be a centerpiece. Being the best player in the Spanish league at 31 has never been a guarantee of anything in the NBA, and his first run produced 6.9 points a game. There is a real chance this ends quietly.
But the fifth pick of the 2015 draft got written off at 25, went somewhere he could be seen failing, and worked for six years until the league asked him back. He does not have to prove it was worth it. He already went and did it.
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Bennett Stirtz left high school in Liberty, Missouri as a first team all state guard. He averaged 18.3 points, 6.8 rebounds, 4 assists and 2.5 steals a game as a senior. His father was his coach.
He had zero Division I scholarship offers.
Not a few. Not the wrong ones. Zero.
to come look. Ben McCollum drove out to a Liberty practice during Stirtz's junior year, watched him, and decided he wanted him. McCollum was the head coach at Northwest Missouri State, a Division II school, and he had already won four national championships there before Stirtz ever arrived.
Stirtz went. He was homesick early, even though the campus sat barely an hour from his hometown. He stayed anyway. MIAA Freshman of the Year. Second team all conference twice.
Then McCollum got the job at Drake, and Stirtz followed him there.
One season at Drake. Missouri Valley Conference Player of the Year. Newcomer of the Year. First team all conference. Conference tournament MVP.
Then McCollum got the job at the University of Iowa, and Stirtz followed him again.
This is the part that actually tells you something. By then everybody wanted Bennett Stirtz. McCollum told the Associated Press that some programs were chasing him with far larger offers, and that a few of them were doing it illegally. Stirtz went to Iowa.
"I thought I would regret it if I didn't go," he said.
First team All Big Ten. Iowa reached the Elite Eight in March 2026 and lost to Illinois 71-59, one win short of Iowa's first Final Four since 1980.
Three schools. One coach. Division II to the Big Ten.
In June 2026, Bennett Stirtz was taken 16th overall by the Memphis Grizzlies and traded to the Oklahoma City Thunder, which is how a kid with no Division I offers ended up on the deepest roster in the NBA.
McCollum, asked about all of it, said something you do not hear coaches say.
"I don't think either of us would be here without the other."
Stirtz's version is simpler. He said McCollum shoots you straight and never lies to you. He also said McCollum pushes you past your limit, which is the kind of thing players say about coaches they are grateful for and never say about coaches they merely respect.
The honest counterpoint. Stirtz has not played a minute of NBA regular season basketball. Summer league was encouraging, not conclusive. He has said himself that he has to get better defensively to be useful to the Oklahoma City Thunder, and the Thunder are not a team that hands rotation minutes to rookies out of sentiment. The story so far is about belief, not production.
But somebody drove to a high school practice in Liberty, Missouri to watch a kid nobody else was recruiting, and five years later they are both at the top of the sport. The coach is in the Big Ten. The kid is in the NBA.
Neither of them got there alone. They both say so.
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He had zero Division I scholarship offers.
Not a few. Not the wrong ones. Zero.
to come look. Ben McCollum drove out to a Liberty practice during Stirtz's junior year, watched him, and decided he wanted him. McCollum was the head coach at Northwest Missouri State, a Division II school, and he had already won four national championships there before Stirtz ever arrived.
Stirtz went. He was homesick early, even though the campus sat barely an hour from his hometown. He stayed anyway. MIAA Freshman of the Year. Second team all conference twice.
Then McCollum got the job at Drake, and Stirtz followed him there.
One season at Drake. Missouri Valley Conference Player of the Year. Newcomer of the Year. First team all conference. Conference tournament MVP.
Then McCollum got the job at the University of Iowa, and Stirtz followed him again.
This is the part that actually tells you something. By then everybody wanted Bennett Stirtz. McCollum told the Associated Press that some programs were chasing him with far larger offers, and that a few of them were doing it illegally. Stirtz went to Iowa.
"I thought I would regret it if I didn't go," he said.
First team All Big Ten. Iowa reached the Elite Eight in March 2026 and lost to Illinois 71-59, one win short of Iowa's first Final Four since 1980.
Three schools. One coach. Division II to the Big Ten.
In June 2026, Bennett Stirtz was taken 16th overall by the Memphis Grizzlies and traded to the Oklahoma City Thunder, which is how a kid with no Division I offers ended up on the deepest roster in the NBA.
McCollum, asked about all of it, said something you do not hear coaches say.
"I don't think either of us would be here without the other."
Stirtz's version is simpler. He said McCollum shoots you straight and never lies to you. He also said McCollum pushes you past your limit, which is the kind of thing players say about coaches they are grateful for and never say about coaches they merely respect.
The honest counterpoint. Stirtz has not played a minute of NBA regular season basketball. Summer league was encouraging, not conclusive. He has said himself that he has to get better defensively to be useful to the Oklahoma City Thunder, and the Thunder are not a team that hands rotation minutes to rookies out of sentiment. The story so far is about belief, not production.
But somebody drove to a high school practice in Liberty, Missouri to watch a kid nobody else was recruiting, and five years later they are both at the top of the sport. The coach is in the Big Ten. The kid is in the NBA.
Neither of them got there alone. They both say so.
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In the summer of 2023, a man in Carroll, Iowa sat down and emailed an NBA head coach. He was not asking for tickets.
Carroll Country Club was about to be sold. The golf course on the edge of town, the one where half of Carroll had learned the game, was going to be bought and nd, or scraped flat for condos. A resident named James Heller later put it plainly to the Philadelphia Inquirer. They were either going to farm it or they were going to build condos on there.
So somebody emailed Nick Nurse.
Nurse is the head coach of the Philadelphia 76ers. He won an NBA championship with the Toronto Raptors in 2019. He spent years coaching overseas and in the minor leagues, in gyms nobody was watching, before any of that happened.
He is also the youngest of nine children from Carroll, Iowa, a town of about 10,000 people.
His parents, Maury and Marcella, who are both gone now, used to drop him off at that golf course in the morning and leave him there for the day. He putted. He swam. He walked into the cornfields along the property line hunting for lost balls. He played the junior tournaments, the father and son tournaments, the club championship. Years later, as a grown man coaching on another continent, he would fly home in the offseason and go play the course with his dad.
His family had been members for more than 35 years.
He read the email. In February 2024, he bought the golf course.
Not a share of it. Not a sponsorship. He bought the whole thing, renamed it Carroll National, and kept the gates open.
Here is the part that is easy to miss. Nurse did not buy it quietly and disappear. He turned it into a two day golf and music festival every summer that raises money for the Nick Nurse Foundation, which works on music, sports and education for kids. The 2025 edition had Jefferson Starship and the Jacksons on the bill. Julius Erving came as a special guest. Which means Dr. J spent a weekend in a town of 10,000 people in west central Iowa because the kid who used to look for golf balls out there grew up to run the Philadelphia 76ers.
Nurse has never been dramatic about any of it. His explanation of why he loves golf is almost disappointingly plain. He told the Inquirer he always played because it is outside and he is with his friends and family, and those are three good things.
The honest counterpoint. Nurse is an NBA head coach with a ring and the means to buy a golf course without feeling it. This was not a sacrifice. Plenty of people leave a town like Carroll and never look back, and nobody would have blamed him for leaving that email unanswered.
He just did not leave it unanswered.
Somewhere in Carroll, Iowa, there is still a kid walking into the corn looking for lost golf balls, on grass that was supposed to be soybeans by now.
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Carroll Country Club was about to be sold. The golf course on the edge of town, the one where half of Carroll had learned the game, was going to be bought and nd, or scraped flat for condos. A resident named James Heller later put it plainly to the Philadelphia Inquirer. They were either going to farm it or they were going to build condos on there.
So somebody emailed Nick Nurse.
Nurse is the head coach of the Philadelphia 76ers. He won an NBA championship with the Toronto Raptors in 2019. He spent years coaching overseas and in the minor leagues, in gyms nobody was watching, before any of that happened.
He is also the youngest of nine children from Carroll, Iowa, a town of about 10,000 people.
His parents, Maury and Marcella, who are both gone now, used to drop him off at that golf course in the morning and leave him there for the day. He putted. He swam. He walked into the cornfields along the property line hunting for lost balls. He played the junior tournaments, the father and son tournaments, the club championship. Years later, as a grown man coaching on another continent, he would fly home in the offseason and go play the course with his dad.
His family had been members for more than 35 years.
He read the email. In February 2024, he bought the golf course.
Not a share of it. Not a sponsorship. He bought the whole thing, renamed it Carroll National, and kept the gates open.
Here is the part that is easy to miss. Nurse did not buy it quietly and disappear. He turned it into a two day golf and music festival every summer that raises money for the Nick Nurse Foundation, which works on music, sports and education for kids. The 2025 edition had Jefferson Starship and the Jacksons on the bill. Julius Erving came as a special guest. Which means Dr. J spent a weekend in a town of 10,000 people in west central Iowa because the kid who used to look for golf balls out there grew up to run the Philadelphia 76ers.
Nurse has never been dramatic about any of it. His explanation of why he loves golf is almost disappointingly plain. He told the Inquirer he always played because it is outside and he is with his friends and family, and those are three good things.
The honest counterpoint. Nurse is an NBA head coach with a ring and the means to buy a golf course without feeling it. This was not a sacrifice. Plenty of people leave a town like Carroll and never look back, and nobody would have blamed him for leaving that email unanswered.
He just did not leave it unanswered.
Somewhere in Carroll, Iowa, there is still a kid walking into the corn looking for lost golf balls, on grass that was supposed to be soybeans by now.
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The man who now coaches the United States basketball team almost skipped the job interview that started all of it.
He had tickets to a Grateful Dead show.
In 1995 Erik Spoelstra was unemployed. He had just finished two seasons in the German second division. Before that he boxed se.
A job opened with the Miami Heat. Video coordinator. He applied partly on a bet with his teammates in Germany.
He went to the interview instead of the show. They offered him the job. He almost turned that down too. His sister Monica is the reason he said yes.
Now here is the part that should have ended it.
The job was not promised past that summer.
Months later the Heat hired Pat Riley as head coach. Riley had his own video guy and wanted to bring him along.
He was not allowed to.
"Contractually, Riley wasn't allowed to bring in his video guy, otherwise, Erik would have been out of a job right then."
That is Erik's father, Jon Spoelstra, explaining it years later.
So one of the great coaching careers in basketball survives on a clause buried in somebody else's contract.
His office was a windowless storage room inside Miami Arena. Staff called it the Dungeon. He cut film in there all night so the coaches had it ready at dawn.
For a long stretch Riley had no idea who he was.
"For the first two years he didn't know my name," Spoelstra said.
He was scared most of that time and he has said so plainly. He nearly turned down advance scout. He nearly turned down assistant coach. He said change scared him and that he carried a pit in his stomach about failing.
So he outworked it. Up at 4:45 in the morning building reports on every team in the league.
Video coordinator in 1995. Assistant coach in 1997. Advance scout in 1999. Director of scouting in 2001.
In 2008 Riley stepped down and handed him the team.
Four straight NBA Finals. Championships in 2012 and 2013. The first Asian American head coach to win an NBA title.
His mother, Elisa Celino, is from San Pablo in Laguna province in the Philippines.
In October of 2025 USA Basketball named him head coach of the United States men's national team through the 2028 Olympics in Los Angeles.
Thirty years from a storage room with no windows to the Olympic bench.
Now the honest part.
He was not a stranger off the street. His father was an executive with the Trail Blazers. Chris Wallace, who ran player personnel for the Heat, had known him since high school and pushed to get him the interview.
A door was opened for him. That is true.
It was also nearly shut by a contract he had no part in, for a job nobody promised him past August.
He showed up anyway.
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He had tickets to a Grateful Dead show.
In 1995 Erik Spoelstra was unemployed. He had just finished two seasons in the German second division. Before that he boxed se.
A job opened with the Miami Heat. Video coordinator. He applied partly on a bet with his teammates in Germany.
He went to the interview instead of the show. They offered him the job. He almost turned that down too. His sister Monica is the reason he said yes.
Now here is the part that should have ended it.
The job was not promised past that summer.
Months later the Heat hired Pat Riley as head coach. Riley had his own video guy and wanted to bring him along.
He was not allowed to.
"Contractually, Riley wasn't allowed to bring in his video guy, otherwise, Erik would have been out of a job right then."
That is Erik's father, Jon Spoelstra, explaining it years later.
So one of the great coaching careers in basketball survives on a clause buried in somebody else's contract.
His office was a windowless storage room inside Miami Arena. Staff called it the Dungeon. He cut film in there all night so the coaches had it ready at dawn.
For a long stretch Riley had no idea who he was.
"For the first two years he didn't know my name," Spoelstra said.
He was scared most of that time and he has said so plainly. He nearly turned down advance scout. He nearly turned down assistant coach. He said change scared him and that he carried a pit in his stomach about failing.
So he outworked it. Up at 4:45 in the morning building reports on every team in the league.
Video coordinator in 1995. Assistant coach in 1997. Advance scout in 1999. Director of scouting in 2001.
In 2008 Riley stepped down and handed him the team.
Four straight NBA Finals. Championships in 2012 and 2013. The first Asian American head coach to win an NBA title.
His mother, Elisa Celino, is from San Pablo in Laguna province in the Philippines.
In October of 2025 USA Basketball named him head coach of the United States men's national team through the 2028 Olympics in Los Angeles.
Thirty years from a storage room with no windows to the Olympic bench.
Now the honest part.
He was not a stranger off the street. His father was an executive with the Trail Blazers. Chris Wallace, who ran player personnel for the Heat, had known him since high school and pushed to get him the interview.
A door was opened for him. That is true.
It was also nearly shut by a contract he had no part in, for a job nobody promised him past August.
He showed up anyway.
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Oh, that one quarter when Klay Thompson scored 37 points in 12 minutes and didn't miss a single shot.
13-for-13 from the field. 9-for-9 from three. 2-for-2 at the line.
The Golden State Warriors scored 41 points in that third quarter. Thompson had 37 of them. The Sacramento am. He outscored every other player on the floor combined.
He didn't even score until 9:44 was left in the period. At one stretch he hit 19 straight points for Golden State.
The old record was 33, held by George Gervin and Carmelo Anthony. His own career high going in was 41 — he nearly matched it in one quarter.
He asked out with 9:28 left in the fourth, up 30, and finished with 52. Oracle chanted his name the rest of the night.
Listen to the Kings announcer on their feed: 27 years calling NBA basketball and he'd never seen anything like it. 🏀
13-for-13 from the field. 9-for-9 from three. 2-for-2 at the line.
The Golden State Warriors scored 41 points in that third quarter. Thompson had 37 of them. The Sacramento am. He outscored every other player on the floor combined.
He didn't even score until 9:44 was left in the period. At one stretch he hit 19 straight points for Golden State.
The old record was 33, held by George Gervin and Carmelo Anthony. His own career high going in was 41 — he nearly matched it in one quarter.
He asked out with 9:28 left in the fourth, up 30, and finished with 52. Oracle chanted his name the rest of the night.
Listen to the Kings announcer on their feed: 27 years calling NBA basketball and he'd never seen anything like it. 🏀
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Oh, that one entrance people call the most exciting 25 seconds in college football.
The Clemson Tigers dress in the west end zone, load onto buses, ride all the way around Memorial Stadium, and unload at the top of a grassy hill behind the east end zone. Then they wait.
At the — a two-and-a-half pound piece of white flint a Clemson alum picked up on the side of the road in Death Valley, California and handed to coach Frank Howard in the mid-60s. "Here's a rock from Death Valley, California to Death Valley, South Carolina." Howard used it as a doorstop for months and eventually told an assistant to throw it in a ditch. The assistant built it a pedestal instead.
Before the 1967 opener against Wake Forest, Howard told his team: give me 110 percent or keep your filthy hands off my rock. Clemson won 23-6. Every player has touched it since.
Tiger Rag plays. A cannon fires. 81,500 people lose it.
The whole thing started for the dumbest possible reason — walking down the hill was just the shortest path from the old field house to the field.
Brent Musburger gave it the nickname in 1985. Before every Clemson-South Carolina game, the Army ROTC guards the rock for 24 straight hours. 🏈
The Clemson Tigers dress in the west end zone, load onto buses, ride all the way around Memorial Stadium, and unload at the top of a grassy hill behind the east end zone. Then they wait.
At the — a two-and-a-half pound piece of white flint a Clemson alum picked up on the side of the road in Death Valley, California and handed to coach Frank Howard in the mid-60s. "Here's a rock from Death Valley, California to Death Valley, South Carolina." Howard used it as a doorstop for months and eventually told an assistant to throw it in a ditch. The assistant built it a pedestal instead.
Before the 1967 opener against Wake Forest, Howard told his team: give me 110 percent or keep your filthy hands off my rock. Clemson won 23-6. Every player has touched it since.
Tiger Rag plays. A cannon fires. 81,500 people lose it.
The whole thing started for the dumbest possible reason — walking down the hill was just the shortest path from the old field house to the field.
Brent Musburger gave it the nickname in 1985. Before every Clemson-South Carolina game, the Army ROTC guards the rock for 24 straight hours. 🏈
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Oh, that one time a major league first baseman got arrested for hitting a sausage with a bat.
Middle of the sixth at Miller Park. The Milwaukee Brewers run their Klement's Racing Sausages around the warning track past the visiting dugout. Pittsburgh Pirates first baseman Randall e rail holding a bat, due up to pinch hit the next inning.
As the Italian Sausage goes by he takes a little half-swing at the back of the costume. Inside it is Mandy Block, a 19-year-old college student running her first sausage race. She goes down. She takes the Hot Dog down with her. The Polish Sausage stops to help them up, and a 16-year-old in the bratwurst suit sprints past everybody to win.
Simon was taken to Milwaukee County Jail after the game, cited for disorderly conduct, fined $432, then suspended three games and fined another $2,000 by Major League Baseball.
Block thought it was hilarious. She refused to press charges and asked for exactly one thing: the bat, signed. He sent it. The Curaçao tourism board flew her to Simon's home island later that year.
When Simon came back to Milwaukee as a Chicago Cub that September, he bought Italian sausages for 330 fans in section 112.
The Milwaukee Brewers still sell shirts that say "don't whack our wiener." ⚾️
Middle of the sixth at Miller Park. The Milwaukee Brewers run their Klement's Racing Sausages around the warning track past the visiting dugout. Pittsburgh Pirates first baseman Randall e rail holding a bat, due up to pinch hit the next inning.
As the Italian Sausage goes by he takes a little half-swing at the back of the costume. Inside it is Mandy Block, a 19-year-old college student running her first sausage race. She goes down. She takes the Hot Dog down with her. The Polish Sausage stops to help them up, and a 16-year-old in the bratwurst suit sprints past everybody to win.
Simon was taken to Milwaukee County Jail after the game, cited for disorderly conduct, fined $432, then suspended three games and fined another $2,000 by Major League Baseball.
Block thought it was hilarious. She refused to press charges and asked for exactly one thing: the bat, signed. He sent it. The Curaçao tourism board flew her to Simon's home island later that year.
When Simon came back to Milwaukee as a Chicago Cub that September, he bought Italian sausages for 330 fans in section 112.
The Milwaukee Brewers still sell shirts that say "don't whack our wiener." ⚾️
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