I‘ll bear in mind 14 February 2012, partly given it was my birthday but because America was a student in check your grip of Linsanity, a blinding two-week period during which Jeremy Lin was one of many world’s best basketball players. That particular day, Lin hoisted up a three-pointer after some time winding down up against the Toronto Raptors.
Yes, that game.
The shot went in and, as Lin celebrated wildly together with teammates, I was enthralled. Players who seemed like me weren’t meant to be on NBA courts, let alone dominate them. For 1000s of kids as i am around America, Lin’s emergence meant something.