It was fun, looking at all the previous drafts, laughing at the busts and the teams that drafted said busts, feeling a bit sad about all the players that just never reached their full potential, the 2nd rounders that became even more prolific than the lottery picks (Dennis Rodman), but also reflecting on how many legends that have come and gone in this league in just the past 15 years or so.
After a bit of reminiscing about how dominant Shaq eventually became (c/o '92), I came to it. The class of '93.
My heart sank. A wave of emotion went over me. Basketball fans that have been around for a bit know what I'm feeling at this point. This group holds a special place in my heart to this day.
I look at the names, specifically the lottery. Webber, Hardaway, Mashburn, Houston...Each name, a player that we should be talking about entering (or potentially enterting) the Hall soon. Each player, a career marred in "What If?" scenarios.
Many people, myself included, felt like the combination of the 92 and 93 draft would be the future of the NBA once Jordan retired. Alas, injuries and personal problems took their toll on most of the highly touted players from the class, and none of them seemed to reach the level that so many felt they would.
So much talent, so much potential. Potential legends, reduced to "What Could Have Been" conversation pieces. I almost feel like so many of these players were "robbed" in the prime of their careers, and we fans were "robbed" of seeing them at their full potential.
I just want to appreciate this group for the talent they brought to the game. You might not get into the hall of fame, but you will always be stars to me.
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