A letter to Pete Maravich:
Before you go, here's that letter I was always going to write. I wanted to say thanks for the memories.
Thanks for the memory of a college superstar I saw on TV one Saturday afternoon in the spring of 1969. A one-of-a-kind basketball showman that I knew instantly I wanted to impersonate. I know now that I must have been one of a thousand young kids who tried to play like you, but back then I felt an original. I guess the closest I came was the droopy socks and long wiry hair.
Thanks for the night in '72 when I took a few of my doubting friends to see the "Pistol" and you responded with 44 points.
Thanks for the night I waited outside the Forum Club to get your autograph. I was the first one to get there and the last one to leave as you used my pen to satisfy each and every fan.