Let me start by saying that although I live in LA, I’m not necessarily a Laker fan. Also, I know relatively nothing about basketball, which I’m not proud of, but then again, I’m not necessarily ashamed either. It’s just not my thing, which might be hard to believe considering I was a spirited cheerleader all throughout high school. Anyway…
That said, whenever I watch Kobe play, I am blown away by his focus and his determination and his skill and his absolute love for the game. As a sidebar, he’s definitely getting cuter by the day (minus that horrible all-white photo shoot he did recently), but no matter, that boy is a beast on the court, every time.
I’ve been invited to an NBA Finals party for game 2 tomorrow and while I appreciate Ron Artest’s streetball gangsta, my eyes will be on Kobe. Watching him play basketball the way he does makes me seriously ponder what I feel that passionate about.