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Growing up, all I knew was basketball. It wasn’t just something I did after school. It wasn’t a hobby. It wasn’t a phase. Basketball was my passion, my identity, my safe place. I gave so much of myself to that sport—my time, my energy, my emotions, my body, my mind. Looking back now, I realize I have never felt a love so strong. It consumed me. “Married to the game.” “Ball is life.” The most cringey statements… yet somehow the most accurate ones. And the older I get, the more