Jordan's last shot in 1998 established his status as the number one player in basketball history and became the highest mountain that countless new NBA stars look up to.
And you, who entered the NBA after graduating from high school in 1996, are like a thief who stole all his skill packs. You are neither crazy nor magical. When you were at your peak, I believe that no one in NBA history can have you like that. With many scoring methods and techniques, you have created your own era.
I also believe that since the development of basketball, there are few people who can say the words 'you have paid your all for it' like you.
Hello Kobe,
goodbye Kobe.
Dear Basketball
, From the
moment I started rolling my dad's tube socks and shooting imaginary pretending to be Game-winning shots I started rolling my dad's tube socks The look of the ball I knew one thing was real: I fell in love with you. A love so deep Igave you my all-
From my mind & body
To my
spirit & soul. As asix-year-old boy Six year old me Deeply in love with you never saw the end of the tunnel. I never saw the end of this journey I only saw myself Running out of one. Running out of one. And so I ran. So I kept going Running I ran up and down every court After every loose ball for you. You asked for my hustle I gave you my heart With my heart because it came with so much more. Because it takes more than just trying. 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. I 'm a living person You gave asix-year-old boy his Laker dream 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 I can still take all the blows 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'm ready to say
goodbye
want you to know now
I just want you to know
So we both can savor every moment we have left together.
The
good and the bad
. Or 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 Aim for the trash can in the corner : 05 seconds on the clock
Ball in my hands.
5
…4…3…2…1
5…4…3…2…1 second
Love you always,
always love you
Kobe
Kobe
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