Thank you Allen for all the great memories since I started watching basketball 14 years ago.
I will cherish them forever.
You introduced me to the game of basketball and quickly became my role model.
It's been a great journey watching you from 1995 when you were at Georgetown to 2009.
Whenever I pick up a basketball, I will always miss watching you on the basketball court. The killer crossover, those off-balance jumpers, the highlight reel steals, and the fearless, confident attitude.
You proved to me that despite a severe height disadvantage at 6'0, you not only strive to be just in the NBA, but to be the best out of the best. Impossible is nothing.
You connected hip-hop and basketball. You made headbands, cornrows, baggy shorts, and neck tattoos in vogue. You are, without a doubt, the realest player the league has ever seen.
You never let the league tells you what to do. You accomplish everything your way.
From a little 6 year old kid in Seattle in 1995 to a 20 year old college sophomore right now, from family feuds, relationship problems, and other personal difficulties, I always took solace in watching the amazing little man play the game of basketball with such heart, grit, ferocity, and determination. It was one of the constants in my life. It was the one thing I could count on when everything else seems to go against me.
There was never someone like Allen Iverson in the history of professional sports. There will never be another Allen Iverson.
Today, Allen Iverson retired from the NBA.
Today, I retire as a fan of he NBA.
The league will never be the same again.
David Stern ruined it for all the real fans out there.
Once again, thank you A.I.
You're the G.O.A.T., the MVP, and the ultimate warrior. You played every game like it is your last.
No matter what the media, the so-called analysts/experts, and haters say, to your fans, you are always the Answer.