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I dreamed of winning tournaments, titles, championships, and someday making it to the NBA. I set goals, and I was meeting them. I pushed myself. But then I got injured at the University of Portland. So, I never did get my pro career. I started working at Safeway as a seafood manager, and I put the same drive I had when playing basketball into my work.

I went into their management program to learn everything about managing the grocery, deli, bakery dairy, produce, shipping, and receiving. Then, I managed multiple stores. At the same time, I started coaching kids and teens in basketball. Well, my first group of kids gave me all of my dreams.

They won all the youth tournaments, and we played for the national title.

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I built this tournament for 3rd to 8th grade players called the Presidents Day All American Tournament, sponsored by Nike and we brought in the top teams. Between and45 NBA draft lottery picks were kids who had played in my tournament. I got to know Ernie Spada Jr. His company, United Salad, donated food for a basketball banquet, and we got to talking about the food business.

He was impressed with my knowledge of the industry. It wasand it had been 20 years since I had smoked crack cocaine as a performance enhancer when I was playing basketball. I found myself gaining weight, and I got diabetes. I heard about a drug that you take, sit back, and it would burn the fat off.

Well, one day, I was pulled over, and I had cocaine on me. I was able to bail myself out of jail the next morning, but it was a costly mistake. I lost my job at United Salad, and my basketball went down the drain. It was a dark time in my life. I had dealt with roadblocks before.

I did whatever it took for me to be able to survive. My wife and I were having issues and I was thinking of moving to Denver to help my mom with the church. Then inI ended up in jail again. When they threw me in a small cell for 23 hours a day with no books, no nothing, I had extreme anxiety.

I asked God to open up the roof and all of a sudden, time just started going away.