NBA 2K23 MyCareer
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8 Minute Quarters
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Table of Contents
How Sweet the Sound - TOC
Chapter 1 - Dawn of a New Day
Chapter 2 - First Game
Chapter 3 - Rumors
Chapter 4 - Family Matters (Part 1)
Chapter 5 - Big Things Ahead
Chapter 6 - We Major
Chapter 7 - Family Over Everything (Part 1)
Chapter 8 - In Your Own Time
Hoops Magazine Article - Hangin' Around with David Grace
Chapter 9 - Bayou Barbie (Part 1)
Chapter 10 - The King and I (Part 1)
Chapter 11 - The King and I (Part 2)
Homme Magazine Article - The Fresh Prince of L.A.
Hoops Magazine Article - Winning Time (2023-24 Preseason Issue)Last edited by ChosenOne58; 04-21-2024, 10:28 PM.Comment
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Re: How Sweet the Sound - The Story of David "Amazing" Grace (2K23 MyCareer)
It's been a while since I've done a true MyCareer mode story.
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Chapter 1
Dawn of a New Day
I drop my bags just inside the doorway of my new condo. I can’t believe I’m here. I actually made it. I walk over to the floor to ceiling windows and take in the view. I love this spot. The NIL deal was clutch for me last season. I was able to cash in and save a nice chunk of change before I even set foot on an NBA court. My mind wanders back to the moment that helped make this a reality for me.
The Cougars are in transition, Marcus Sasser fires a pass to David Grace. Grace tees up a wide open shot….
David AMAZING Grace for three!
Grace has been really been making a name for himself tonight against Arizona’s Bennedict Mathurin. Coach Sampson likes the matchup that Grace has here and calls for an ISO. Grace taking his time. He makes a move toward the basket, step back jumper….
Count it! Grace pushes Houston’s lead to double digits with that basket.
That’s 25 points for David Grace as Houston rolls past the Arizona Wildcats by a score of 72-60 to advance to the second round of the NCAA tournament.
“This is where the rubber meets the road,” I say out loud to myself.
I hear little feet running across the wood floor of the condo before a small weight crashes into the back of my legs.
“Slow down, DJ.” His mother, Dominique, calls from behind me as I pick up my two year old son and give him a good view of the city that we’ll be calling home for what I hope is the foreseeable future. She stands beside me at the window and I wrap my arm around her shoulder.
“This is really happening, D.”
“I told you it would. I want you wherever I am.”
“What if I hadn’t gotten into law school out here?”
“But that’s why you applied to more than one. Wherever I landed, you would have been accepted and ready to enroll for the fall.”
“What if you would have been traded like Ty Ty?”
“God got us, babe. He wouldn’t separate us like that as hard as we worked to get to this moment.”
“You sound like Pastor Fred.”
“Please, don’t bring up my dad, babe. Don’t ruin the mood.”
My phone buzzed in my pocket. My mom was calling.
“Hey, Ma.”
Dominique picks up DJ and gives me a small wave before going to explore the rest of the condo.
“Hey, sweetie. You getting all settled?”
“As much as we can at the moment. We’re in the condo right now. The place came furnished so we’re good for right now.”
“Well, if you’re still up for it, I will be there in a few days to help make things feel a bit more like home for you.”
“Of course I’m still up for it, Ma. And I know DJ can’t wait to see his grandma. And I’m sure Dominique can use the company.”
“So how was your first practice?”
“It was pretty good. I’ve already met with a trainer and a nutritionist. We’ve got the California Classic in San Francisco on Saturday and then Summer League starts on the seventh. Gotta get ready.”
“Feels like you were just draftedyesterday. Things are moving really fast, huh?"
She was right. I was drafted on Thursday night and I flew to meet the team on Friday morning. I got a hotel room for the weekend, but my agent had some places set up for me to look at and I signed the rental agreement on this place on Sunday. I wanted to be in before practices started. Dom and DJ flew up this afternoon, I picked them up from the airport after practice. Fortunately, the place was already furnished, but if everything goes as planned, I’ll be putting my own furniture in a vacant unit about two floors up.
"And how’s Dom?”
“She’s good. Excited about starting school this fall.”
“And how’s my special boy?”
“I told you already, I’m good.” I laugh. “DJ is good. We’re all good. You’re going to love it out here, Ma.”
After a few minutes, I wrap up the call and go in search for Dominique and DJ. I find them both in DJ’s room checking out the toys and books that were delivered.
“She’s still coming right?”
“Yep. She’ll be here in a couple days.”
“Good. I think this trip will be good for her.”
“I think so too.”
“Eat!” DJ says looking up from his blocks.
“You hungry, lil' man?” I pick him up off the floor. “Well, let’s get something to eat.”
“Already on it. There is a Chick-Fil-A not too far from here and we can order some groceries from Ralph’s so I can cook tonight.”
“I get a home cooked meal, babe? Looks like Mama is on it, DJ.” I turned to Dominique. “It’s a nice day, is it a far walk?”
“About ten minutes.”
“Cool. I’ve only been at the facility and the gym these past three days. It’s been room service and door dash for your boy. Let’s get out in these Los Angeles streets.”
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Chapter 2
First Game
November 2020
It was nearly ten in the morning the day before Thanksgiving. I texted Dominique after I woke up not too long after my roommate, Marcus, left to head to the dining hall for breakfast. We were sitting in my dorm room with the television on mute. I couldn’t handle Stephen A. Smith’s voice too early in the morning.
“What time do you have to be at the arena?” Dominique asked.
We had our first game against Lamar University that afternoon. It was expected to be a blow out, so I hoped I would get some playing time. J’Wan, a redshirt freshman, and I were really going at it in practice trying to score some extra minutes in the opener. We figured Quentin and Justin were going to start, they’re both upperclassmen.
“I’m probably gonna head over at noon. Get changed. Warm up. Get some shots up. You bringing DJ?” My little man was already 8 months old.
“Of course. He’s not going to miss his daddy’s college debut.”
“I hope I get some time on the floor tonight.”
“If Coach Sampson is smart, I’m sure you will.”
Things were coming together. I managed to earn a scholarship to the University of Houston, so I could be closer to Dominique and my son, DJ. She decided to stay at home with her parents to help save some money since her scholarship didn’t cover room and board. They lived in Southwest Houston, not too far from NRG Stadium. She was only about a 30 minute drive from campus, so I was still able to visit every chance that I got until practices really got underway. Her parents were a huge help to both of us. I owed the Malloy’s everything. They’ve really been clutch with this whole teen parenting thing. Mrs. Traci is a lead nurse at the children’s hospital and she’s actually able to work the night shift so she can be home with DJ during the day while Dom is taking classes. So far everything was working out in our favor. It meant a lot to us both. I wasn’t going to waste this opportunity.
Present Day
“What time do you have to be at the arena?”
I look at my watch, it is only two o’clock. The game didn’t start until 8. “We’re gonna head over in a few hours.”
“What are you going to wear? You know this is your first like NBA runway or whatever. You gotta come correct.”
“Really, Dom? I’m here to play ball. Besides cameras probably won't even be on me tonight. It's gonna be all about LeBron's year 20 day one look.”
“Yeah, but I can’t have my man looking like a bum.”
“Wow. Stop acting like I don’t have swag, girl. I was just gonna keep it simple for this one. Dark gray suit, white button down shirt, no tie. Pair of Elevens.
“I guess that’s not bad. I knew a pair of Jordan’s would be involved. I can’t wait for them to give you an endorsement.
“I’m gonna have to build a special closet for all of the J’s.”
“I hate that I’m missing your first NBA game.”
“It’s a long season.” I sigh. I hated that she was missing it too, but we had a plan and we were going to stick to that plan.
“But this is your first game.”
“And it’s a school night.”
Dominique laughs. “Okay, Dad.”
“I probably won’t even play tonight, unless we’re up big or down big.”
“Hey. If Coach Ham is smart, I’m sure you will.”
I smiled at the callback to a conversation we had nearly two years ago. Stakes are even higher now though. What I do now can set us up for the rest of our lives.
“Thanks, Dom.”
“Baby, you were on fire in Vegas. Everybody realizes that you were slept on in the draft this summer.”
“Alright. Alright. Don’t pump my head up, girl. You gon have me out there trying to take LeBron’s job.”
“You do the work and this team, this city could be yours in a few years, D. Bron only has a couple seasons left in him.”
“As long as you got my back, I can do anything.”
Before she could respond there was a knock on my hotel room door.
“Somebody’s at the door, let me call you back.”
I open the door and standing on the other side are Dominique, DJ, and my mom.
“How did y’all get here? Dom, you have class tomorrow.”
She gives me a kiss on the lips and hands DJ off to me. She and my mom walk past me into the room.
“Chill, old man. My first class isn’t until eleven.”
“But how did you get here? That’s like a six hour drive.”
“Or, it’s an hour long flight,” I hear a voice from behind me just before I close the door.
“Ray?”
“I told you to call me if you need anything. That extends to your family. When your girl called and asked if I was coming up, I invited them to join me.”
I just shook my head and smiled. I really appreciated my agent in that moment. It really feels like family with him.
Now I really hope I get to see a few minutes of action tonight. A win wouldn't hurt either.
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