Basketball has always acted as a sort of microcosm of my life. It’s a barometer, each performance acting as a proclamation on how I am living my life.
Since returning to Shreveport, I’ve joined a few recreational leagues, and I play competitively in organized games (when I have time).
At first, the itch to get back on the court was purely mechanical: I needed to get back in shape. That’s what I told myself at least.
The more I played, the more I realized how important it is to