You Can't Be Held Captive

My Brain Cannot Process Failure... It Will Not Process Failure

At The End Of 2003, My Game Was Complete. Shooting, Defense, Using The Dribble, Transition, Midrange Stuff Was All There. Then It Was About Fine-tuning And Trying To Improve In Each Area.

It Doesn't Matter To Me What Place I Get Traded To. If I Was Traded Someplace - I'd Play Anywhere.

Sports Are Such A Great Teacher. I Think Of Everything They've Taught Me: Camaraderie, Humility, How To Resolve Differences.

Love Me Or Hate Me, It's One Or The Other. Always Has Been. Hate My Game, My Swagger. Hate My Fadeaway, My Hunger. Hate That I'm A Veteran. A Champion. Hate That. Hate It With All Your Heart. And Hate That I'm Loved, For The Exact Same Reasons.