I’ve got so much fucking energy that I had to just.sometimes, drinking Gatorade, I’d spit it right up in the fucking air.”
Sometimes the screaming would just be a release, man. “You ever see ‘Bones’ Jones fight? Before Jones fights, he does this weird thing where he goes. “When you saw me bang my head on the back of the goal before the games, it was just about preparation,” Garnett tells me. Few have ever been more invested in the game’s psychological warfare.
Garnett ran hot, but it all served a purpose. The aggression that had opponents scrambling for holy water.
He was fueled by supernatural passion every night. He framed it through the lens of two questions written in his memoir: “What if Magic Johnson came from the hood? What if Magic had a DMX attitude?” Most of the other reasons relate to Garnett’s legendarily competitive mentality. I do what has to be done to get it done." I don't fall into discussions of where I fit in. I don't worry about over-defining my position. In 2003, when he was the best player alive, Garnett told Sports Illustrated that “being versatile is what makes me different. Today’s league is molded in Garnett’s image, preferring players with broad skill sets over honed specialists, infatuated with positionless basketball. Trying to score on him was like searching for a secret escape pod on a spaceship packed with Xenomorphs. He could protect the rim, guard the post, and lock down all five positions in space. Garnett’s 15 All-Star appearances reflect how unstoppable he was on offense, but there aren’t five players in history who were more imposing on defense. Then it happened.” Even five years after retirement, months before his May 2021 induction into the Hall of Fame, the artwork still grips him. So much that when I went to Boston, I’d go to sleep thinking the same thing. “I used to wake up to this every day,” he says. Garnett’s rendering is nearly twice as large, two-dimensional, and sketched in black and white inside a silver frame.įor years, it was suspended over Garnett’s bed. In statue form, professional basketball’s ultimate prize stands about two feet tall and is covered in 24 karat gold. He’s staring at the back wall, almost in a trance, his eyes boring a hole into a huge painting of the Larry O’Brien Trophy. On a shelf behind him stands a photo taken with Barack Obama, the 2003 All-Star MVP trophy-a game in which he had 37 points, nine rebounds, and five steals-and other cherished keepsakes from his unparalleled 21-year NBA career.īut Garnett’s focus isn’t on any of that. Kevin Garnett is standing in his office, tucked into the back of a spacious home west of downtown Minneapolis.
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