“Those times when you get up early and you work hard. Those times when you stay up late and you work hard. Those times when you don’t feel like working, you’re too tired, you don’t want to push yourself, but you do it anyway. That is actually the dream.”
On January 26, 2020, Kobe Bryant died in a helicopter crash. His death sent the world into sorrow, myself included. Over his twenty year career as a professional basketball player, he’s become a household name. To many lives he’s touched, he was more than just a basketball player.
A few days after this news, I started writing. Writing about him, his accomplishments in the NBA, and his contribution to the world beyond basketball. Writing about his life and family. Writing about his relationship with teammates and other NBA players. Writing about what he meant to me and fans around the world. Writing about anything.
I added onto it every few days, whenever I thought of something or was reminded of the news. When someone passed by me wearing his jersey. When a YouTube video or Instagram post popped up with his name or photo. I was coping.
Three months later, I gathered all the notes and wrote a complete piece. The final piece acts as an informal profile on his life and career as well as my experience with the news. This is, by far, my most personal piece. It is not at all academic or formal, but more of just creative writing and expressive writing. Or if we’re being completely honest, coping.
Kobe Bryant’s death broke many hearts across the world, fans of the game or not. We hope the best for your family and friends who are most heartbroken at this time. Thank you for all that you’ve done for us. We will remember you. Rest in peace.