It wasn’t the highlight reel of Kobe Bryant that stirred so much in me.
Not the acrobatic drives into the lane, the one-legged fade-away jump shots, the buzzer-beating game-winners.
It was the photo. I’m sure you’ve seen it by now.
Kobe is sitting courtside at a basketball game with his daughter, Gigi, his arm draped around her. She’s leaning into him. Both are smiling.
A father and daughter bonding over basketball. It strikes a deep, emotional chord in me.
My dad also taught me to love basketball.
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