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Wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas.

Here’s my favorite Christmas Story from back in the day:

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I am 6 years-old.  It’s a little after 7 on a cold morning.   Everyone in my family is sleeping.

Santa Claus brought me a Voit basketball.  I reached down and pulled it from under our Christmas tree.  Ripping the ball out of the box, I started dribbling in our apartment, mom woke up screaming at me.

“GO TO THE FUCKING SCHOOLYARD!” She shouted.

I did as I was told.

Me in the yard

Got dressed, walked across 9th avenue, down Windsor Place, hung a right on Howard Place.

Straight to the yard.  Taking turns dribbling with my left hand and my right.

212 steps. I know because I counted them.

I had the yard to myself.  It was empty.  People walking to church were looking at me like I was crazy. The schoolyard became my “Paved Paradise.”

Looking at the kids passing by with their parents, I was like, “yeah, that’s right, you go to your church, I’m at mine…”

Been in love with the sport ever since.

Merry Christmas everyone!

Red

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