Pure Class.
That phrase fits Portland Trailblazers head coach Maurice "Mo" Cheeks to a T:
The lasting, even impacting impression from the NBA playoffs so far is not of Kevin Garnett exhorting his teammates from the bench during overtime, nor Tracy McGrady swooping toward the basket, nor Allen Iverson dropping a double-nickel on the Hornets. It’s the unforgettable sight of Maurice Cheeks leaving his team’s bench in Portland to put his arm around 13-year-old Natalie Gilbert as she stood at mid-court holding a microphone but having fumbled the words to our national anthem, all alone and visibly in despair.
My wife told me about this one. Great story. RTWT.
A middle-aged husband, father, bibliophile and history enthusiast commenting to no one in particular.
Wednesday, April 30, 2003
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