Gary Payton was tough in the post, man.
The Sonics always gave us trouble. It was Gary. After we played them one time, I remember going up to my teammate Mario Elie. We were just finishing practice. I had to know what was going on.
“Is Gary strong?” I asked him.
“Not really.”
How was this little guard doing so much damage in the paint? I walked over to Clyde Drexler.
“Is Gary strong?”
“Not exactly.”
“Then how’s he getting that deep position on you every time?”
Clyde was shaking his head.
“I don’t know, man. I don’t know.”
Mario overheard us and came over.
“With Gary, it’s hard to explain.”
No one could give me an answer.
I always thought of myself as a guard in a big man’s body. Maybe that’s why I respected Gary’s game so much. He never wanted to be just a guard — and I never wanted to just be a traditional center.
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I didn’t really have a choice. No one ever told me what a center should play like. When I first arrived in America at age 18, I had never watched an NBA game. Not even one. When I came from Nigeria to play college basketball in Houston, I didn’t know the name of a single NBA player, either. I first shot a basketball only a year before that, when I was 17 years old. At the time, I had the footwork of a soccer player.
I always thought of myself as a guard in a big man’s body.
As it turned out, being naive about basketball worked in my favor. I didn’t approach basketball with any preconceptions. When my coach told me to play the center position, I didn’t know what he meant. I could name the five positions, but I couldn’t really explain the difference between a center and a small forward.
The summer before I began college, my coaches would yell at me during practice, “Hakeem, you’re playing center! Just stay in the key!”
I didn’t want to stay in the key. I watched the guards and I was inspired by their creativity.
The key was boring.
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I wanted to dance in and out of the paint, all over the court. I saw guards handling the ball and I’d say, “Man, I want to do that stuff.”
So I developed my outside game. I didn’t just do big man drills. I worked on my dribbling and my mid-range jumper. I worked on my passing and my footwork. If I had a slower guy guarding me, I would draw him outside of his element. I could get an easy jumper, or I could cross him over and beat him to the rim. If he was smaller, I’d get early position inside and post him up.
I learned that basketball and soccer are similar in at least one way: You take what the defense gives you.
Soon, coaches stopped telling me to stay in the key.
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