It didn’t really hit me until Wednesday evening. My family had just finished dinner and my three year old son asked if we could go outside and play. He wanted to throw a football around but after a few minutes of seeing some teenagers shooting around, he asked that we go get the basketball.
As we were walking back out to the neighborhood hoop he proudly told me, “I’m going to be Luka.” I’ve spent a good portion of the last year slowly introducing him to basketball, and the Mavericks in particular. Luka’s his favorite because why wouldn’t he be?