Sometimes people can only support you as far as they can understand you, when they stop understanding who you are and where you’re going then they feel threatened by you’re own growth.
As a kid I hated you. But as I grew to love the game, you became a hero of mine. I watched every game I could knowing I would miss watching your greatness when you retired. It doesn’t make sense that you’re gone.
Thank you Kobe.
We will never forget you, on or off the court.