Dear Kobe

You were always present and always loomed large

I taught “Dear Basketball” to my class yesterday
As a homage to you, a way of teaching poetic elements, and my students loved it.
I never met you or saw you play live. You were always that person on TV.
The one who would dare to try the toughest midrange shots, with two hands in your face.
The one who would dare to take that last shot and cherish the moment.