"... The play before that was when Phil called an isolation play for me, to take it to the hole, and make them foul me or get an easy basket, which is what I did. But when I got the ball I looked up and I saw 18.5 seconds left. And I felt like we couldn't call a timeout; it gives the defense an opportunity to set up. It was a do-or-die situation. I let the time tick to where I had the court right where I wanted to. Stockton was on the right side with Steve Kerr, and he couldn't gamble. As soon as Russell reached, he gave me a clear lane, which I made my initial drive, and he bit on it, and I stopped, pulled up and ..."
Michael Jordan, 1998 NBA Finals Game 6 post-game interview.
This is the moment.
This is my time.
I hear my name in the sweet soft cyclic clicking chime.
I see the opening of the fate-fulfilling skyward path that is mine.
This is my moment.
Man to the left.
Man to the right.
All stand frozen with my reflex at its height.
The crowd falls silent as I turn deaf to their plight.
The blinding bulbs fade where before blurred my sight.
Psyche and senses combine in a crystal luminous line.
No doubts.
No fear.
No thoughts in my mind but the now and here.
Obstacles dissolve and reservations disappear.
Life turns transparent and all meaning becomes clear.
I see not.
I hear not.
I feel not.
I know.
This is my floor.
This is my game.
This is my moment.
"... The moment starts to become the moment for me Once you get in the moment you know you're there . . ."
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