Muggsy

I’ve never given the NBA much attention, and I still don’t, but that being said: Muggsy Bogues was far and away my favorite player.  This was partially a byproduct of my brother Reid's abiding love for the Charlotte Hornets, but largely because of an odd physical connection I felt with Bogues.  

I was maybe in middle school and I distinctly remember being told I was the same height as him at the time (I’ve since outgrown him by three inches).  The idea that there was someone out there with knees and shoulders and eyes in about same place as mine stepping on an NBA court in front of thousands of spectators and getting business done was incredibly powerful.  It was always an image I could rely on to give myself a bit of courage when I needed it. And let’s face it – middle school girls need to draw courage from as may places as they can find it. 


I had since forgotten about the magic of Muggsy until I saw this NPR article today.  If you are needing a little inspiration, you should check it out.

Is it just me, or does anyone else get chills looking at this picture from that article?  

Photo from Ruth Fremson/AP

What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?

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Vincent van Gogh