Not that I feel obliged or committed to creating something because come June, if I am more eager now, perhaps more than ever, to return to reopen again this small part of my life. I do it again coinciding with the end of a season, not a cycle and that it has not been more than this year, but a full stage, full and valued large, very great success and dreams, terrible dreams, and desire, and passion, and above all love.
while I can not write and channel in a coherent and orderly everything that has happened to me to over the past five years, the memories overwhelm me and I run through the veins tears of joy of course, having enjoyed so much and so much of great people, those with whom I had the fortune to share a small part of way, mine and yours, and now at this point have to take different paths. Small and not so small, but all large extent.
And I do not appreciate enough what we have. Categorical statement.
I say that to see the coaches go, one after another for my lies (of which I have memory), and believe that we did the right thing at times ... I feel so apologize if at some point I have not lived up to, if there were mistakes, if I did not see ...
I'd have to have deserved the best. The best thing especially for those players, players that have given me tears and smiles, all giving anything for a feeling of satisfaction of a job well done, a smile, for a team victory, for a simple possession of the ball leaving hard skin on the track ...
This is what I have, I tell you you have earned.
The first is the immediate recall of this past year.
never, never, I can overlook. Do not really know the rage, impotence, unable to enjoy your company at least year. I'll stay, as I hope that you are filming you and you, of all living (And all this in my box of 'memories', kept locked if necessary, forever).
Yet I can not put aside, much less what life has given me all these years. I forsake the rest to devote a few words to this group ...
Group who gave me life and hope, as a coach and person. He taught me to speak, think, to want as no one can make a team and all its component. To get up after every defeat and to be getting better.
I infected all their hopes, probably unconsciously, like joy to enjoy what we love. They taught me humility and sacrifice, and basketball.
would never end And to thank her vitality, her joy and enthusiasm ... And
extended to all others that I can save, to a lesser or greater memory, a smile to your face partner. The tough times have also, very much. They'll teach you how to rectify, to choose priorities and draw with a pen rigid and strong, the true way is to follow.
far we have come this adventure.
And forgive me now just mention players and players ...
there, and obviously, many more people moving all the equipment so that everything goes well. From the delegates (large, very high, from photographers, taxi drivers, statistics, kitman, psychologists, entertainers ... and all this almost without realizing it) to parents and friends were always, difficult to be the defeat, a word of encouragement to get up the flight again. I can never give (and give) all the respect and affection received.
are also those coaches, fellow travelers and sorrow, with which I learned to change, modify, hitting, modify, laughing and almost mourn. Especially one in particular, words are unnecessary.
And forgive me now just mention players and players ... but is that ell @ s no I would not be here, and would not be who I am.
