Early in the morning, the screen was swiped by the news of my friend
Hastily clicked on the hot search is true
Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I watched the NBA
Are you going to replace your 7-year-old avatar?
An animated short in the style of rough sketches, with a duration of more than 5 minutes. It has entered the production cycle since the spring of 2016 and lasted for 8 months. It is a small collaboration between Kobe and Hollywood master animation director Glen Keane. At the beginning of the project, neither side thought that this work could win the Oscar. The main purpose of making it was to broadcast it at the home of the Lakers where Kobe's jersey retirement ceremony was held at the end of last year.
The inspiration for the short film came from Kobe Bryant's announcement at the end of 2015 that he would retire after the end of the next season, and a long article of the same name published on social networking sites, the article and later animated short films, all told the story of Kobe's growth from a boy to a basketball superstar. Inspirational story. Kobe Bryant served as a writer, producer, and narration for the short film during the production process.
The original text is attached:
Dear Basketball,
From the moment I started rolling my dad's tube socks And shooting imaginary Game-winning shots In the Great Western Forum I knew one thing was real:
I fell in love with you. A love so deep I gave you my all — From my mind & body To my spirit & soul. As a six-year-old boy Deeply in love with you I never saw the end of the tunnel. I only saw myself Running out of one. And so I ran. I ran up and down every court After every loose ball for you. You asked for my hustle I gave you my heart Because it came with so much more. I played through the sweat and hurt Not because challenge called me But because YOU called me. I did everything for YOU Because that's what you do When someone makes you feel as Alive as you've made me feel. You gave a six-year-old boy his Laker dream And I'll always love you for it. But I can't love you obsessively for much longer. This season is all I have left to give.My heart can take the pounding My mind can handle the grind But my body knows it's time to say goodbye. And that's OK. I'm ready to let you go. I want you to know now So we both can savor every moment we have left together. The good and the bad. We have given each other All that we have. And we both know, no matter what I do next I'll always be that kid With the rolled up socks Garbage can in the corner :05 seconds on the clockBall in my hands. 5 … 4 … 3 … 2 … 1
Love you always, Kobe
Ever since rolling my dad's tube socks into balls, I've been imagining myself in the Great Western Forum (formerly one of the NBA's arenas that was home to the Los Angeles Lakers from 1967 to 1999). Home, the Lakers' longest-running home, when I made those game-winning shots, I knew one thing for sure:
I am deeply in love with you. My love, I give everything for you - from my heart and my body to my spirit and soul. When I was six years old, I fell in love with a bouncing ball, but I never saw a ray of light at the end of the tunnel. I only saw myself running and running with all my strength in the tunnel. So I keep running. I ran back and forth on the court, chasing every floor ball for you, you longed for my scramble, and I gave you all my body and mind, because there are too many things in between. I played with pain, and I was sweating, not because "challenge" called me, but because you called me. Everything I do is for you, because you can make a person feel alive. You gave a six-year-old boy his Laker dream, and I'll love you forever for that. But now I can't go on with this crazy crush on you, this season, I've given it my all. My heart can still endure hardships, and my mentality can still handle hardships well. But my body already knew that it was time to say goodbye. It's okay, it's okay. I'm ready to let you go, and I want you to know now, so that we can enjoy every moment for the rest of the time. The good and the bad, we have given each of them all. We all know what I will do next. I'll always be the kid who rolls his socks into balls and dreams of basketball while staring at the trash can in the corner. "Five seconds left!" 5 4 3 2 1
love you forever, kobe
(The original text and introduction are from Baidu, for reading and reference only, invaded and deleted.)
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