1、Dear basketballBryant for the winning. Dear basketball. From the moment I started rolling my dads tube socks. And shooting imaginary Game-winning shot in the Great Western Forum. I knew one thing was real: I fell in love with you. A love so deep I gave you my all. From my mind and body. To my spirit
2、 and soul. As a six-year-old boy. Deeply in love with you. I never saw the end of the tunnel. I only saw myself. Running out of one. And so I ran. I ran up and down every court. After loose every ball for you. You asked for my hustle. I gave you my heart. Because it came with so much more. I played
3、through the sweat and hurt. Not because challenge called me. Not because YOU called me. I did everything for YOU. Because thats what you do When someone makes you feel as alive as youve made me feel. You gave a six-year-old boy his Laker dream. And Ill always love you for it. But I cant love you obs
4、essively for much longer. This season is all I have left to give. My heart can take the pounding. My mind can handle the grind. But my body know its time to say goodbye. And thats OK. Im ready to let you go. I want you to know now. So we both can savor every moment we have left together. The good and the bad. We have given each other all that we have. And we both know. No matter what I do next. Ill always be that kid with the rolled up socks.Garbage can in that corner. 5 seconds on the clock. Ball in my hands. 5.4.3.2.1 Love you always. Kobe.
