Over at Grantland, features writer Jonathan Abrams charted Kyle Lowry’s career arc.
Writing is really hard. I know this because I struggle with it on a daily basis. I have the occasional moment where I succeed in not sounding like a moron. Those are few and far between. I’m here because I’m a basic content clown.
Jonathan Abrams of Grantland, on the other hand, is not a content clown. He’s one of the best sportswriters around. On Tuesday, Grantland published a piece Abrams wrote on Lowry. Here’s an excerpt, but take my advice and read the entire piece. It’s well worth your time.
After the game, Lowry sat in the locker room, sullen and solemn as minutes ticked by. He called for his 2-year-old son Karter. “The loss stung and the shot, the play stung,” Lowry said. “But I didn’t ask for nothing but my son. I know he doesn’t care about what happens. He don’t care about nothing but his daddy.” Lowry scooped up his son and finally made his way to the postgame media conference. He crossed paths again with Pierce. “You’re an animal, dog,” Pierce said. “You’re an animal.”
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That stubborn confidence was the fuel that gave Lowry steam on the court, and also the hindrance that threatened him from reaching his potential. And he knows it. “You do this interview with me when I’m younger, you wouldn’t even want to be around me,” Lowry said, recalling the way he’s felt on teams that haven’t given him the trust and responsibility that Toronto has, back to the days when he came off the bench for his AAU team. “It makes you sad. It makes you say, Damn, what else can happen? What do I have to do to prove that I can be somebody? That I can actually play basketball? That I’m actually better than this person or I can actually help a team win? No matter what level it is.”
