Realizing Your Championship Moment

The day I wrote my previous post, What will be your Championship Moment, I asked one of my friends, "What is your championship moment?"

Because this friend is a supporter of me...kinda from a distance. I don't know why. He likes it like that.

I knew he hadn't read my blog.

Anyways....he at first replied with, "I don't know, do you know yours?"

I answered with, "no".

We both kinda smiled, shrugged and agreed that we will have one...just don't know what it is.

He then said, "Oh yeah, I know," then proceeded to tell me his future plans and his dream of re-uniting his family, bringing peace and stability into their lives.

I was like, "Wow, that's great. I like that."

The next day, my mom called me and told me that she would go ahead and interview my aunt for me. My aunt is a survivor of the Tulsa Race Riots.

My dream is to resurrect Black Wall Street. My first step is to put together a documentary.

I'm definitely taking baby steps.

I have time too. My aunt, on the other hand, is getting older so she may not have time. She is an icon in my eyes.

The day that Black Wall Street and Black Tulsa return to financial stability, community awareness and youth-enrichment...that will be my Championship Moment.

It hurts my heart so bad to know, that the segregated city that I grew up in- where the "black" side of town barely has the resources available for comfortable living- was once the most prosperous city occupied by black people in the world.

It too hurts my heart that across the country in black communities, we've become so divided. It is said that the money was handed over in Black Wallstreet 50 Times before leaving the community. Today-we know that's not the case.

To avoid mirroring Bill Cosby and his effort to "change black folks and our spending habits."
(From me to Bill, "Right idea-wrong execution.")

I only will say, according to research conducted by Target Market News, in 2006, the spending power for black people was $744 Billion dollars. How much of that is invested into our own children, community, families, or education?

Anyways, the Tulsa Race Riot was the worst race riot in history. I do believe in ancestral spirit. My ancestors live in me and no longer can I feel sad for what happened to them.

I have to act.

What Will Be Your Championship Moment?

With all of the hype surrounding the NBA Finale and Championship, I decided to tune in to see what all the fuss was about. I'm sure the fact that my cousin was even somewhat interested in the game also played a factor...I could not be left out of this universal sports experience.

As KG tried to express himself when the game ended (which by the way, was not very pleasant...I told my cousin, that his publicist was going to be very mad at him for that very un-eloquent utterance of....I don't even know what exactly to call it.)

Didn't he rehearse in the mirror what he would say?

Anyways, I've never won a championship game so I'm not judging him...and I am a Communications graduate so I expect great things on TV...all the time.

Besides his verbage and that of Paul Pierce...(which apparently, I should be grateful to have not been paying attention to), the sincere, humble, joy that was felt on the court was contagious.

Even on a 20 inch, blurred TV...I could feel the overwhelming satisfaction that comes with reaching a life-long goal.

And besides that, do ya'll know what type of city Boston is? It's not the kindest to those people who look like KG, RayAllen, Coach Doc Rivers and me:)

But how ironic is it that the team is made up of all men that look like me....and that Coach Rivers, is one of the five black coaches to ever win an NBA Championship in the league's history.

Disclaimer: I love all people of all races, we are all God's children, but...

2008 IS OUR YEAR! Sorry, it's true.

This post was not supposed to be about KG's emotional expression or Boston's contradiction...it's supposed to be about "What will Be Your Championship Moment?"

Almost everyone wants to be super successful, super-rich, super-famous....just the Bomb in life.

But the reality of it is, some people are made to be CEO's of Multi-million dollar companies, some are made to be fantabulous mothers and I truly believe that some (i.e. teachers, bosses, coaches, anthroplogists) really do serve a purpose to influence other people's lives.

But everyone deserves a Championship Moment. Everyone fantasizes about it, I'm sure.


A moment that you dreamt of all your life, the moment when you don't even know how to thank God enough, the moment that you have to ask him, "What did I do to deserve this?"


A moment in which you are so happy, that happy is not the correct word to use to describe your joy...because it cannot be defined, because it's a feeling that has never been felt.


Or maybe that's just how I imagine it. I have experienced many joys in life, but I get anxiety when I daydream about my Championship Moment...although I don't know what exactly it will be.

Obama calls absent black fathers to task

I thank God for my amazing father. He has never looked upon me with shame, and he has equipped me with the tools necessary for survival. My dad is the most humble, loving man I will ever know.

Happy Father's Day to those who embrace the joy's of fatherhood and whose children are the center of their world. It takes an extraordinary person to be you.