Something To Live For

Wow,

First of all, I am shocked that it has been a whole week since I have been up here. I was fairly high (pain killers) the entire week, and it passed like a dream, so maybe I can place blame there (completely different topic for another day on how much I hate passing blame to something external). Anyway, it happened, the week passed. Now my tooth is gone and I feel 100% better (again, not really my topic today).

Today I want to mention something I saw last night that I found adorable and inspiring. I saw someone truly taken by emotion over something they truly live for (bad english, what the hell).

For anyone that knows me, you know I love basketball. Furthermore, you know I love K.G. Always have, even thought it was hard to root for the Timberwolves at times (hell, I live in Seattle and also pulled for the Sonics, so how hard could it be to love the T-wolves?).

Last night was the last game of this year's NBA finals. Boston won! K.G. won! First ring for the boy and well deserved. His entire career has been at the top of the individual rankings. Highest paid player in the league, for good reason. If you look at stats, every year he is top of efficiency. Within the top 10 or so in point, rebounds, steals and assists. Personal opinion, the overall best player in the game. But he has always played for his coach, his team, the game, anything but himself. Most common 'bad' feedback on K.G. has always been that he needs to be a more selfish player and shoot more. But no, he plays the whole team and does a beautiful job of it.

So last night they won. As usual, the game was followed by 30 minutes of post-game interviews and such. They tried 3 times to talk to K.G. but he was too busy howling, crying, hugging people and yellling 'I love you mom!' 30 minutes and you couldn't even get a complete sentence out of him.

It has been a while since I have had the opportunity to see such outward joy, what with a 7 foot tall grown man acting like a kid in a candy shop. And it was fantastic. It made me feel great. I have mentioned my recent inability to be enthuised about stuff. On one level I was jealous, but the underlying feeling was positive. K.G. reminded me of how simple joy could be, and how you really could live for and enjoy something on that deep of a level.

Next step, find my joy.

Later-E