It started along time ago...

When people watch you on the court and see how good you are there are those who will say to you,
"You are so lucky..."

I hope you will smile and remember the many times you ran around the court. You will recall the many hours of practice officially on Tuesdays and Thursdays and unofficially, all the days in between. You will think back to the push-ups, the endless free-throws, the sweat, the tears, the nail-biting and the near-screams. You will sneak a peek at your Mom and remember all her cancelled hair appointments, all the re-scheduled family vacations to accommodate your practice and your games.

It is amazing that most people miss the point entirely. The point is that it started a long time ago. It started with a vision of basketballs and hoops. You saw the script and knew you simply had to be a part of it. You held the ball in your hands and dribbled a little. Barely able to get your tiny hands around the ball, certainly not able to throw the ball anywhere near the hoops. Yet you knew that one day, given an inch or two (ok, a foot or two) plus technique and a burning desire, three-pointers will charactize your game and getting all your free throws will be a matter of course. You knew without a doubt that you will aspire to greatness.

So here we are today. It is the season to prove to others what you already know of your game: You are destined to be the best.