I wanted to write to say thank you. I watched you play in Denver last week, and I've been paying some extra attention to you lately in games. Wait, wait, hear me out, this isn't the "I'm in love with you and stalking you" letter. I want to thank you for the way you play the game.
One of my greatest joys as a basketball fan is that I got to watch Allen Iverson play. The guy is well-known for his hustle and the way he gives everything he has to every game. I'm here today to tell you that in a few seasons, maybe sooner, you'll be known in the same sense. It was the 4th quarter, a few minutes left, the game helplessly out of reach. And yet I was watching you in full sprint through the thin Colorado air, running back down the court to try to make the play. I can't tell you what the specific play was. I can't remember if you were rushing back for offense or defense. What sticks with me is the hustle.
I saw it again against Toronto. 4th quarter, the game out of reach, and you running as hard as you could. I may have a Kevin Martin jersey, but moments like these are why you're quickly becoming my favorite player.
Times like these are tough. You've been the underdog since day 1, and it sucks being the underdog all the time. I don't think it matters what I say, I think you would try your best anyway, but I want to ask you to keep trying. Please don't let this team drag you down. We need you. We need you to be the beacon of hope that shines through the depths of suckitude.
On draft night, I wrote,
Prove them wrong. Prove all of the naysayers wrong. Show us what you've got, and we'll love you forever.
Well, you've shown us what you've got. You've shown that fire that burns deep inside you. If only we could take a little bit of your desire and transplant it to certain other members of this team. Then we'd really be on to something. But until the day that medical science catches up, we need you to carry the torch.
I do need to be honest with you, though. You're not perfect, not yet. I think you know this, and you're probably already busting your ass between games working on this, but we do need to address the one big concern I've seen. You need to get a little tougher. I saw you in Denver, and you looked really frustrated when the big guys would knock you around. You'll get tougher, and then you'll frustrate them. I have no doubt, but I have to be honest here.
But let's not focus on that. That's not what this is about. The goal here today is to say thank you, to tell you to keep going. You're fighting the good fight. Just get ready, because this team will be good again someday. And when that happens, everyone will see what you bring to the table every minute you're on the floor. Suddenly you won't be able to walk down the street anywhere in Sacramento. You'll have won the hearts of the fans of Sacramento, and they'll love you forever.