科比:当篮球让生命感觉如此鲜活(1)

You asked for my hustle, I gave you my heart, because it came with so much more. It's the ultimate sacrifice, greatness has a cost.

It rescheduled your plans for you, it puts your family and friends on hold. It makes you feel misunderstood, it will put you in some deep dark holes.

Greatness demands everything from you, your mind, your body, your spirit and your soul. So what do you do when you shoot four air balls in a playoff game? What do you do? Do you sulk? Do you weep?

when you disappointed all of your teammates, when you let down all of the fans, do you ask for sympathy? Do you ask why me? when they blast the coach for keeping you in a game, do you blame yourself?

when they've drawn up their own conclusions about how your career is going to end. Do you wish you could go back in time? and make a different decision?

Would you get off the plane and go straight to palace heart and get the janitor to open up the gym and lock yourself in there until the sun comes up. You go shoot, you drill and you relive that moment and change the outcome over and over again,

decisions shape our destiny and obsession can be beautiful that separated me is not a gift, it was a a hunger, a hunger to hunt when others would beat, a hunger to hone in when others thought they perfected,

they had a crossover, they had a fade away, they all wanted rings, but they also had obligations. They weren't willing to cut it all off, see it's not just about going to the court.

Shooting, dribbling, practicing the same move again and again, no, no. lack of skills is from a lack of mind on and off the court,

from a little boy sitting on the ball in the park to a grizzled veteran on his last legs. It's been a mission from day one to impart what I know, so you can better understand yourself.