One Thing You Gotta Know About Me

When You Love Something, You'll Always Come Back To It. You'll Always Keep Asking Questions, And Finding Answers.

Love Me Or Hate Me, It's One Or The Other. Always Has Been. Hate My Game, My Swagger. Hate My Fadeaway, My Hunger. Hate That I'm A Veteran. A Champion. Hate That. Hate It With All Your Heart. And Hate That I'm Loved, For The Exact Same Reasons.

Each Moment Of My Life I Was Dreaming Of How Great I Could Be, And Continued Working Hard. Each Time I Closed My Eyes I Could See Me Shining Bright Like A Sun.

At The End Of 2003, My Game Was Complete. Shooting, Defense, Using The Dribble, Transition, Midrange Stuff Was All There. Then It Was About Fine-tuning And Trying To Improve In Each Area.

Can I Jump Over Two Or Three Guys Like I Used To? No. Am I As Fast As I Used To Be? No, But I Still Have The Fundamentals And Smarts. That's What Enables Me To Still Be A Dominant Player. As A Kid Growing Up, I Never Skipped Steps. I Always Worked On Fundamentals Because I Know Athleticism Is Fleeting.