And over time, he became that “mystic” Wallace refers to, a fabulously gifted player and a reserved man from a small town in Indiana, who because of his reticence achieved a godlike stature in the eyes of fans like me.
I could do whatever I wanted on that hoop and it made the game feel magical being able to fly above the rim just how I imagine Magic Johnson feels when he’s playing on a regular 10 foot hoop.
I can tell how much love Quincy has for the game of basketball just by how well he really describes how “Magic” played the game.
I especially like this poem because it makes me think of all my glory days of playing basketball and also watching basketball.
I feel as if I can relate to everything Troupe is saying.
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