I was watching the players head-down in the tunnel leading us back to the locker room. The strongest mentally trying to comfort the most disappointed. I was trying to understand how we could have lost this game. The players tried each other in their place, head in hands for some, low for others or hidden under the towel for some. Everyone was looking down. I had to speak.
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Gentlemen, thank you for raising your heads, I want to see all your eyes. I was looking at the players one by one while continuing my speech. We met the Long Island Nets three times this season. We beat them once, why? The lack of success in shooting. We had targeted their strength in front of us, the rebounds. I’m not making anything up, just watch again tonight. They take twenty bounces more than we do... TWENTY! Seriously, gentlemen, how is that possible? Tonight Kamary Murphy and Mitchell Creek took respectively six and five rebounds each. That’s more than us in total! In total guys! On our side it’s four offensive rebounds against sixteen. I warned you! You had to beat like never before on the rebound. We had the means to win if you had done everything you could in this field!
The players lowered their heads again as I spoke. It’s not an attitude I wanted to see, you had to take responsibility for your mistakes and keep your head up to keep learning.
- You know why I’m upset? It’s not just because we had the qualities to get them out. It’s especially for you! You know why you’re here at 905 Raptors? You’re here to develop and motivate the Raptors or other franchises to get you signed in the NBA. Just like Siakam, now a candidate for the MIP! Guys, it’s for you that I’m upset. I’m not worried about some people, like you, Chris with your MVP G-League season title, but for others it’s gonna be tough. That’s why I’m so frustrated! My goal is to make you NBA players. So gentlemen, our season ends in play-off, and just for that I congratulate you. Raise your head, be proud of yourself! Never lower your head, you never lose, you learn continuously! Guys, thank you for this season and good luck for next year! All with me at the center!
All the players stood up and came to the center, inviting all the staff to come. We were all in a circle together. Chris Boucher joined me at the center for one last war cry.
- "9! 0! 5!"
- "RAPTORS!"
Everyone clapped and each returned to his seat until his locker. I was looking at the box scores again, regretting I couldn’t do better with our staff. I debrief with my staff quickly. I wasn’t thinking about it, and the paper quickly ended up in the garbage. It was time to go home.
On the way home, Nick Nurse and Masai Ujiri called to congratulate me on the season despite this defeat. We had quite a bit of exchange, they were watching carefully the development of certain players.
The time was now at rest, to enjoy the NBA playoffs before the next season. At least that’s what I imagined before my best friend Matthew called. We met a long time ago. Our respective parents were long-time friends and took turns inviting each other on weekends, which allowed us to create a beautiful friendship. It has become stronger over the years and our paths have often been common. We wanted to break into basketball and dreamed of a story similar to the ones we knew of duets such as Stockton and Malone, Nash and Stoudemire or Kobe and the Shaq'. These thoughts remained in the statutes of dreams...
We had each made some inroads in basketball, but not in the situation we talked about so much when we were younger. For my part, after quickly realizing that my basketballistic qualities were too modest to hope for a career in the NBA, my university studies were in Toronto and the Varsity Blues. At the end of my studies, I had managed to find a job in the car industry, but after three years, I decided to give up everything to become an assistant coach at my former university. Then, after the coach left, I was named head coach in my turn. I spent five years at the head of the team before I was offered the position of coach of the 905 Raptors.
For his part, Matthew had had the same degree. After university, he had found a position for a newspaper, before becoming an NBA annalist for CBS. His role was to follow the Californian teams and trace the news for the network.
He had called me, to congratulate me on the season and so we could meet quickly. Now that I was on vacation, I had a lot more time to give him. I had asked him to come to the Real Sports Bar in a few days, to have a drink, have a bite to eat and watch the last game of the season in Toronto.