Dear Jordan Clarkson , yo you by far my favorite laker, and probably just my fav nba player in general since im a huge lakers fan. But id still be a fan if you left LA. Anyways im excited for your and the lakers' upcoming sseason and see what great things youll do for the rest of your career. Thanks man.
Dear Jordan Clarkson ,
Hello, I hope you had a great day! My name is Krystine and I'm not sure if you'll see this but, I'm writing to you because obviously I'm a huge fan! My entire family is a huge fan of you and of course the lakers. I love y'all. My cousin, Karen Claudine, who I'm sure you've seen tweet at you countless times, is an even greater fan of you than all of us. You don't know how much she loves watching you play and how excited she gets! And when you retweeted her pic and replied to one of her tweets, she was wildin at our house!! Screamin' and showing everyone her phone lmao. Her birthday is January 15 and all she wanted was a happy birthday from you but it's hard because you'...
You have had another brilliant NBA season and I can't wait to see you blow it out in the playoffs!
Thanks for being a man of letters and available to your fans all along. You are making your mark, in word and deed.
Exciting sail racing tomorrow for America's Cup.
New Zealand versus United States.
Dear Andrew Wiggins ,
How have you been? Great hustle tonight. What are the green shoes you had on tonight? I want to get me some of those. I hope all is well off the court. I admire your humbleness on the court, I hope to go see one of your games one day.
Shiquita "Myafrika" James
Dear Andrew Wiggins ,
How are you these days? I hope that life is treating you well and I hope God is moving in your life in beautiful ways.
As for me, things are great. Any day above ground is a good day. Currently relaxing after a hard days work. Not much is going on really, except catching up on nba news.
What do you think about the trades that are about to take place?
Happy Father's Day to my best friend ! Blessed to have you as a role model in my life ! Love you pop !
The past can't be changed,
The future is never here,
All we have is now. Live in it.
Write an open letter about your most athletic moment, whether you're a pro or just a regular "Joe Schmo". We've all had moments when we felt like we just slam-dunked the competition.
Tag your letter 'sports'.
My best athletic moment :
My best athletic moment dates back to the time when I was 11 years old. 'Twas my first 600 metres- running race at school. Although I used to take part in most of the track events, this was the best of all. The blazing heat was enough to add tension. There were so many runners who took part but most of them gave up as the race was tiresome. Moreover, we had a seminar in Biology the following period. Few of my friends passed out. I decided to quit running during the second round but I wanted to win so bad. I decided to keep running. I was running out of breath, yet I didn't stop. My aim was to win. I was speeding up a little too fast. And somehow I won beca...
Dear Drew Bartkiewicz,
The thing I'll miss the most is knowing that the guys in the locker room are all we had. There were no trades or cuts for us. So we knew that we had to win with what we had and that made us fight for one another that much more! Great question!
Ps I love seeing Anthony up in the corner for my stamp! That's awesome!
Way back to past?
Way forward to future?
Make your choice for your life!!
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
With a clot on my heart
And a lump in my throat
It was hard
To find the right words
To try and relieve
That fractured look
That donned their faces
I was proud
Would do no good
As they already
So all I could do
Was feel their pain
For a better tomorrow. JD
*Son Burst* (a play on words)
#fractured #clot #CMMedJune
There's a feeling I need to feel;
I don't feel it here today.
Once a staple, something real,
It's gone off, love, ran away.
You don't go through all the steps,
You couldn't keep your former pace.
Once you ran, love, now you sputter,
And I suffer in your wake.
You couldn't run the track you set
When you promised me a show.
Now you care just that you finish,
Heeding not the speed you go.
Now I watch you limp in circles.
We built different things, loves you and I,
You built a track, I built a runway.
You wish to run. I need to fly.