Jayson Williams went from class jerk to head of his class
In ESPN Magazine
Get out of New York, out of Manhattan. Blow through Newark and head west into New Jersey. Drive and drive and drive until you're on a two-lane highway slicing cow-dotted fields. Turn left and right and left and left. And when you're pretty convinced you're lost, you'll see it. A wood chip of a sign signaling the driveway. Take it and 10 yards in, you see gates bearing a plaque emblazoned with Jayson Williams mug with his hands in the air. "Who knew?" it asks.
Ten years ago, Jayson Williams was a loudmouth from New York City's Lower East Side burning through life at St. John's. Then to the Philadelphia 76ers, where he was Charles Barkley's drinking buddy and Jim Lynam's pain in the rear. Now, he's one of the most-wanted men in the NBA, looking at a contract well into eight figures. As soon as the lockout ends, owners start the bidding. To read more...
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Not long ago, in Oakwood, Texas, more than 500 people packed a nondescript, peach-brick building, many of them struggling to make sense of the unknowable. Between rocking hymns and passionate speeches, urgent wails of anguish went up as, one after another, they realized it was impossible. They would never understand why this woman they loved put a shotgun to her right temple and pulled the trigger. They would never be able to reconcile the facts of her life-the MVP awards, the academic honors, the smiles and high fives-with the ugly reality of her death. In fact, they might have refused to believe she was dead if not for the open casket.
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