simulates live action and you get to play your game and take your shots. I thought that I’d perform pretty good at this given that I did very well in the summer leagues and tournaments. Let’s just say my game wasn’t up to par that day. I missed a few easy layups and on one trip down the court, I dribbled the ball right into my defender and he easily swiped it. After the first day of tryouts, I wasn’t satisfied and knew that I should have had a higher quality performance. I knew I did good enough…
My life began March 25, 1999 in a hospital in Michigan. I came out screaming and kicking until my mother complained to the doctor to settle me down. The doctor notified my mother that many babies cry much worse than this and I was absolutely normal. My mother, Cassaundra Kindley, and father, Richard Kindley, brought me home to my older brother, Caleb Kindley. Caleb, like always, was happy to see me. Before my mother had set me down, Caleb had already asked to hold me. At the time he was only two…