Against all odds (cont.)
Posted: Tuesday November 20, 2007 4:50PM; Updated: Tuesday November 20, 2007 4:50PM
Yet, trouble continues to follow Blatche. Last summer he and a friend were charged with solicitation in Washington, but the charge was dropped after Blatche attended a day-long seminar for men who solicit prostitutes (known as 'John School').
Wizards president Ernie Grunfeld wisely refuses to engage in the ultimate future for Blatche, who must resolve too many crucial details before he can think about becoming an All-Star. "It's really going to be up to him,'' says Grunfeld. "He has all the physical tools and a good feel for the game, but it's going to be up to just how bad he wants it.''
For most of Blatche's young life he was a guard, a distributor who took pride in his passing. "Before I went to high school I used to play myself one-on-one full-court in my neighborhood on the court outside,'' he says. "I would be playing against myself one-on-one full-court and dudes used to look at me like I was crazy out there, because I used to talk out loud while I was playing.''
He says he grew from 6-feet before his freshman year of high school to 6-9 by the time he was a senior. He turned pro in 2005 after spending a year at South Kent (Conn.) Prep School following his four years at Henninger High School in Syracuse. "I thought I was ready, playing in high school seemed very easy for me,'' he says. "I was very confident about my game, and also I had my mother back in Syracuse. I wanted to make sure my mother was all right. We had a lot of problems with people breaking into the house, stealing her car. I was always nervous and worried about her, and I just wanted to be able to get my mother [as well as a younger brother and cousin] out of Syracuse.''
Blatche was expecting to be drafted in the first round, but before the opening round had been completed excused himself from his private draft party in Syracuse to drive the streets and take deep breaths. After he came back to the hotel, the Wizards used the 49th pick to take him in the second round. "By then I was just excited and happy that somebody believed in me,'' he says.
In the week before training camp Blatche was out late with two friends when they saw the carjacker approaching. One of Blatche's friends stood frozen outside the car. "So I tried to run back and grab her and toss her in the back seat of my car,'' says Blatche. "By the time I got her in the back seat and I got in my front seat, the guy -- he was the one with the gun in his hand -- he said, 'Give me the car.' And I was being young and I was thinking, I worked too hard for this. I told [my friend] P.J., 'Drive off!' And once he was driving off I moved back in the seat and put my wrist up and that's when he shot.
"The gun was at my head but I moved back and that's when it went through my wrist and through my chest.
"P.J. was driving and I took the phone [to call 911] and told them what happened and where to meet me at, I knew where to go.''
When the officer showed him the bullet wound in his chest, Blatche says he phoned his mother to leave a message that he loved her. He believed those might be his last words to her when he collapsed in the McDonald's parking lot. "I woke up like 10 minutes later, and I was on a helicopter going to the hospital,'' he says. "When I got to the hospital they were like, 'You got shot in the two luckiest spots in the body. God must have been with you holding your hand the whole way.' Because the bullet actually went right between the bones in my wrist, didn't hit no arteries, no bones, nothing. So that was fine. And then the bullet in my chest, it pierced my lung so my lung dropped and they had to put that back up. But once I woke up the next morning, my mother was there, and they started working on my lung.''
He is a friendly guy. When I ask Blatche where he might be five years from now, his answer is na´ve. "I want to be an All-Star, I want to be a franchise player,'' he says. "I want to be a Gilbert Arenas: I want to have my own commercial and my own shoes, with a very large fan base.''
But does he know how to make his way from here to there? That is the unanswerable question.
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