My critical moment was back in the late 60’s. I was 8 or 9 and had just started playing organized basketball on a church team (I sucked and never did get better). My dad took me to an LSU Tiger basketball game that season. Like today, LSU was a football school and the basketball team sucked. They had a new coach named Marivich who had just signed his son Pete to play for LSU. I can’t remember who they played that day but I was mesmerized watching Pistol Pete play. He could shoot, pass, and dribble better than anyone else on the floor. He would regularly go for 40+ points (no 3 pt. shot in those days). I remember telling my Dad that he was good enough to play for the Harlem Globe Trotters. I was convinced the Globe Trotters were the best basketball team in the world. That was my moment, what’s yours?