Shavlik, we wish you well, my boy, as you go off to the NBA Draft and its guaranteed stardom. Or to Europe to play basketball on courts that have those weird wide lanes. Or to NBA summer leagues to scrounge around with the washed-out and washed-up in the hopes of landing a spot being a jockey for superstars to dunk on in practice. Or to wherever you may go… we wish you well.
For my part, I hate to see you go. I always pulled for you when you were out on K’s sacred court. I was even quoted in an article as begging a referee to take it easy on you. We’ll miss your rare ability to pick up fouls like a dog picks up fleas, and your priceless face when you went rigid to take a charge but never got the call. Enjoy the NBA, Shav, and let us know how that guaranteed stardom works out for you.
Alec Macaulay
Trinity ’07
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