Ã¢â‚¬Å“Let me get this straight,Ã¢â‚¬Â my fiancÃƒÂ© said to me back in June as I sat enrapt with NBA TVÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s airing of the 2003 NBA Draft. Ã¢â‚¬Å“YouÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re really into this, watching old drafts?Ã¢â‚¬Â
She lasted until around when Chris Bosh went at No. 4 before she bailed to the other room and turned on some reality show with Lamar Odom and whichever Kardashian he married.
Honestly, I couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t really blame her, but thereÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s just something about the NBA Draft IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve always loved, dating way back to high school.
About a decade ago, Jimmy Johnson said something IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve always liked:
You can play it safe and be good, or you can take a chance and be great.
Unfortunately, the DolphinsÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ then-coach said that to justify his pick of Daryl Gardener over some guy named Ray Lewis in the 1996 NFL Draft. But the words Ã¢â‚¬â€œ if not the defensive tackle Ã¢â‚¬â€œ stuck with me over the years.
IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve come to believe that when a shot at greatness presents itself, which doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t happen all that often, you owe it to yourself to go for it. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s clichÃƒÂ©d, but itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s almost always 100% true: ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s better to regret something you did than something you didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t do.
ThatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s why for the first time in a long time, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m cautiously excited about the Knicks. Donnie Walsh is trying to shoot the moon, and I couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t be more in favor of it.