...for something completely different.
It's a sad, sad day for the world of NBA basketball--for me, at least.
John Stockton: 'I think it's time to move on.'
Today's the day that the greatest point guard who ever lived retires from the game he loved, after nineteen seasons playing for a single team, at the age of 41. The man who leads the all time assist leaders by such a margin that they'd have to clone him in order to find someone who had a prayer of beating it. One of the classiest people to ever play a professional sport, one of the most unassuming, and the most deserving of a championship that he could never quite reach. His retirement will be overshadowed by the fact that Michael Jordan called it quits in the same year, which is rather disappointing. Not even MJ was quite the machine that Stockton is...or was.
I'm kicking myself now, you know, for not seeing him play at Golden State this year, but I should've known it was going to be my last opportunity. I learned a lot of basketball from my grandma and my stepdad, but there are some things that are only learned by watching, and for those, he was definitely my teacher. I'm sure I'm not the only one who'd say something like that.
Have a great retirement, Basketball John, you will be missed.
Posted by Liz at May 2, 2003 04:24 PM