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"Telling stories with talking pictures.
Telling playground basketball stories, and if I tell them well they will be more about basketball than about me. Because the game rules. The game will assert its primacy. I need the game more than it needs me.
You learn this simple truth as a neophyte an unskilled beginner enthalled, intimidated by the likely prospect that you'll ever become as good as those you watch.
Learn this truth again, differently, the same truth and a different truth as a veteran observing the action you can barely keep up with anymore.
You play for yourself, but the game's never for you or about you. Even at those charmed instants when the ball leaves your hand and you know what's going to happpen next will be exactly what you want to happen, not maybe or wishing or hoping, just the thrill coursing through your body being in the flow, in sync, no fear of missing or losing or falling out of time--even in those split seconds which are one form of the grace the game delivers, the game is larger than you, it's simply permitting you to experience a glimmer, a shimmer of how large it is, how just a smidgen can fill you to almost bursting.
When you were born the game was here waiting, and the beat will go on without you."
John Edgar Wideman
from "Hoop Roots" 2001
