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Saturday, May 17, 2008

Patrick Sparks UK guard 2004-2006

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Papa Hemingway's "The Prodigal Son Also Rises"
by JL Blue on May 16, 2008 7:21 AM PDT in Commentary

This is the first in a series of guest commentaries from world-renowned authors and statesmen on some of the most memorable moments in Kentucky sports history ... Today: UK 60, UL 58. December 18, 2004.



"It wasn't always this way. What began far afield before -- in smaller gyms, in front of smaller crowds -- had come full circle. It was here, now. This moment. This man.

He had been born for it. Raised among the flat land and dying coal mines of Western Kentucky, the boy had grown up now, lost the look of home and of the soft familiarity of innocence. No, he had seen it now, the best and the worst, the exodus and the glory each.

The ball felt light in his hands.

What had started in bitterness, obscurity and some unrequited love, had now turned, a bulb in full bloom, a heart laid bare on the battlefield. No more rain, no more slow march. This was why he'd made the sacrifices, the lonely nights.

The roar of the masses was silence in his head.

Second chances. The revival after the tumult and now he was here, and it was good. A sea of blue, punctured by blood red. How far had he walked? How many steps had he taken? It did not matter. Nothing mattered except the long night and the rain on the roof and the ball in his hands like a child in need of deliverance.

It is his time.

What they would say about him, remember. The only thing he could give back was everything. The moment you pray for, and dread, and cherish all. Those forgotten nights at the gym, with the rain pounding the old roof, the smell of the dust in your nostrils and the knowledge, deep-seated, innate, that the moment will come, and you must be ready when it does. And so he was.

The sly grin and then the turn to face forever, immortality. The ball just another part of his calloused hands, the fear gone now, replaced by thoughts of the end. And the rush. The slowness and the fluid shot. The net does not move. It sits silent.

One more moment to go, and it's all over.

There were times when it seemed too far away. When old dreams were replaced by new ones, by acceptance and even newfound pride. And then it all changed, and uncertainty returned to his life, the boy now a man in his own right, no longer just the coach's son, the gym rat, the one too slow, too small and too far down the trail of displaced dreamers. But he was here despite all that, or because of it. It was what he was made of, an only thing. A sublime piece of the soul, his grandfather might have put it back then, on those humid days along the low-lying rows of corn and soybeans. All the heat, and dreaming of being alone no more.

But the lonely nights mattered. They had to. In the end, they were all that was true, and the continuity became his reality, so much so that where and when no longer mattered. Only the feel of the leather, the smell of the dust and the slow pound of his heart as the final shot goes through.

And then he heard it. Slowly at first, then all-encompassing. It took him over. And it was there, the dream fulfilled, realized in that roar once more.

Oh, God. That roar."

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Awesome ...
... sports prose there. Called forth a scene from “Hoosiers” to my mind, with the players in Blue and White.

Very cool stuff.

A Sea of Blue -- Kentucky Sports for the Discerning Fan

by Truzenzuzex on May 16, 2008 8:04 AM PDT reply actions 0 recs


This is exactly why I visit this blog...
on a daily or sometimes thrice daily (can you say “addiction”) basis. Outstanding prose!!
Thanks!

by cpacat on May 16, 2008 8:31 AM PDT reply actions 0 recs

Huh?
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by MyBloodRunsBlue on May 16, 2008 10:39 AM PDT reply actions 0 recs


disturbing memories....
I was watching this game on the internet at work. Just stats and the score was all I had. I turned the computer of because it said UL 58 UK 57 with zero time on the clock. I was so upset. I didn’t know we won until later on that night after I got home.

UK has the greatest fans in the world!

by GoCats on May 16, 2008 11:35 AM PDT reply actions 0 recs


Pat-Pat...
I loved Sparks as much as he loved the game of basketball.

JL, this post was very unexpected to see on a sports blog, but I thought it was absolutely great! I look forward to many more of your sports prose posts here.

I suppose here at ASoB we should always be ready for the unexpected.

Very nice work!

by kykat51 on May 16, 2008 12:48 PM PDT reply actions 0 recs


Trei ...
Got you in!

Great, great. Welcome back.

A Sea of Blue -- Kentucky Sports for the Discerning Fan

by Truzenzuzex on May 16, 2008 12:53 PM PDT up reply actions 0 recs


Thanks...
very bad headache for a week for me when I wanted to say something and could not !...well I am sure you know how women are at times! Lol

by kykat51 on May 16, 2008 2:11 PM PDT up reply actions 0 recs

Excellent!
by Ken Howlett on May 16, 2008 9:10 PM PDT reply actions 0 recs

SamKat
Great work Tru and especially JLBlue. It seems that Patrick Sparks is nearly forgotten already, but he should relish these words of a Kentucky fan who definitely gets IT!

by SamKat on May 17, 2008 2:54 AM PDT reply actions 0 recs

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