â†µâ‡¥"This is what I don't understand about this whole thing, the people who are talking about my health, about my mileage, none of them is named Allen Iverson. I don't understand that. Why don't you ask me if I am breaking down and I can say, 'Yeah, I am breaking down,' or 'No, I ain't breaking down.' But people just expect me to be breaking down because of the way I play -- and rightfully so, I guess. But I am fine. I feel great. I can still run with the best of them." â†µâ†µIn other words, check back with me when I'm breaking down. Or when I tell you I am. It's clear Iverson has lost a step, but he's still a force to be reckoned with. And no one's disagreeing with that. So they go to the source, expecting him to say "no, on the inside, I'm barely alive"? Just accept that dude is, against all odds, still going strong, still throwing himself into the game like he just hit the league. Marvel at that, don't question it. â†µ
â†µOh, and for the record, Rip Hamilton with some similar consternation: "I mean, he's just as fast as me. So when I am running up the court I can see right on the side of me. That's a little shocking. I ain't used to people running with me like that." â†µ
â†µAllen Iverson is a freak of nature and a national treasure. Say what you will about his game, or its effectiveness, but he's unlike any athlete before or since. You should enjoy him while he's here, instead of waiting for him to collapse at half-court and end a long national nightmare. Because once he's gone, the game just isn't going to be the same -- even for those of us who take him for granted or find him occasionally maddening.â†µ
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