I thought I was safe. I thought I could take one night off from NBA All Star Weekend without missing anything awesome. What better night to do so then during a game in which a bunch of people who are really stretching the definition of the term "celebrity" were playing a brand of basketball that makes the Monday night, 11PM pickup game at your local gym look like a Popovich practice? Well, I guess I should have done a little more research on the rosters, because the second that Jarrius Robertson stepped on that floor it became only a matter of time before his infectious swagger lit the entire building up with smiles. If I had watched that shot in real time I would have already had my hands in the air and my back turned to the TV by the time it went in, because he might be a 14 year old whose constant battle with a rare liver disease makes him seem much younger, but he's got the indestructible perseverance and the ability to make you say "how?" that are eerily reminiscent of Steph Curry in MVP form. 'JJ' never misses an opportunity to exude positivity, so I genuinely think it would have been impossible for him to "rim out" when he had a chance to inspire others...again. Some people that aren't completely familiar with his story might think that what took place out on that court was the sports gods convening to uplift everyone that had their eyes on New Orleans, but it wasn't. That was just one kid - whose been dealt a pretty shitty hand by life - continuing to cross up his illness and rattle home mid-range J's right in it's goddamn face. Jarrius Robertson won the night, but anyone that's been keeping up should have already known that was going to happen when they saw him walking around the 'Smoothie King Center' leaving a trail of cheerfulness in his path. #ItTakesLivesToSaveLives
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