"Some of those dudes don't know what they've got here," said Green before boarding the midnight flight for New York. A onetime ABA Net, Green now toils obscurely in his fourth EBA season and works in a youth settlement in Far Rockaway, Queens. "I wouldn't mind living here at all," he said.
As the plane took off into the cold, clear night, the fantastic green lights of aurora borealis danced in the black sky. On the ground, out where the clustered bright city lights of Anchorage abruptly end, there was nothing beyond but infinite darkness in every direction. The city looked like a moon base.