At 10:51 a.m. December 1, 2011, a gun metal gray Mercedes with tinted windows pulled into the Clippers Training Facility. This was the first day that prospective NBA players could report to a team facility and begin personal workouts. The throng of reporters on hand, the kind usually reserved for NBA Draft press conference or the team’s annual Media Day, all scrambled to get their cameras ready. A murmur began to spread in the lobby of the training center with speculation of who it could be.
Was there really a question?
After backing into his spot, out popped Blake Griffin. Draped in a red-hooded sweat shirt that was pulled over his curly locks, sunglasses, red shorts, and looking as fit as he did in his 82nd game last year, Blake made his way past the reporters while being cordial en route to the training room.
There was a belief that Blake would have camped out the night before in hopes of entering as soon as the doors opened, but perhaps the storied Santa Ana winds blew him back to his beach front property just down the road. Never the less, it was exactly what I - and many fans, reporters and workers needed to see.
It was the briefest of moments (team employees are still not allowed to interact with players), but in a summer that was robbed of free agent movement and a fall the was fleeced of a full preseason, we take what we can get. However, I’m now officially charged up and ready for the season to begin.
It's not often that my intentionally mundane life ever intersects with a line from an Ice Cube song, but "I gotta say, today was a good day".
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