I’m not out here trying to write about Ty Lue, or about practice. I’m tired of these same old topics.
Imagine it. I’m out there shooting bricks, yelling out Kobe, on a busted hoop in Cameroon. Seven years later, I was playing Kobe.
"Do I think we’re getting enough respect as the defending champs? Hell no. But also, do I care? Nah, not really. Don’t matter. We still the champs."