Caron Butler shares his journey from Racine, Wisconsin, to the NBA — and the mission that guided him to where he is today. This is his story.
It’s time to STEP UP. It’s time to draw a line in the sand and say that this shit is not O.K.
There wasn’t a party waiting for me in Miami when I got to the gym on the first day. It wasn’t clubbin’ on South Beach with cigars and all that. It was, “Your l
Man, there really isn’t any place like home. Ain’t that the truth?
Next up in our What the (Blank)? series is Sacramento Kings forward Caron Butler. Yes, this is his real handwriting.
When I got to UConn, I was a confident freshman ... Hold up. I’ll rephrase that. I was a cocky freshman.
Watch him for five minutes and you’ll see it. Kemba's got a motor. He possesses a basketball combustion engine that you just can’t teach.
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