Reactions are more than dribbling in as the basketball world gets one last look at Kobe doin’ work tonight. Twenty years after the Los Angeles Lakers traded starting center Vlade Divac to the Charlotte Hornets for their 17-year-old first-round draft pick, Kobe Bryant will lace ’em up for the last time for a 7:30 PM game against the Utah Jazz at Staples Center. Here is a sampling of reactions as the LA and NBA legend wraps up his Hall of Fame career.
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A Farewell For Kobe Bryant by LEMON —Fade to Black— Let us all gather around And bid our farewells to the Beautiful game of the Black Mamba… For these are the last days of a legendary fade away, As he Fades away back to Blackness, Let us scatter Purple and Gold roses Along the seas, across the Atlas As our hero takes on his final journey and Fades away back to Blackness… Back To the Lower Merion number dripping from his shoulders Glory hanging from the rim rumors spreading of a child's Dark love for winning While he remained poisoned By his destiny shooting for perfection inside the hollows of an empty gym. Oh, how the critics spread word To and fro of His growing game how his glowing handles will only go so far Yet, all that mattered was his chase for the undying zone Not the stones they threw nor the stats they claimed Not even a nationwide repertoire… Just the chase, The impossible, A relentless will To Fight or Fly to fight through injuries, For the Black mamba believed pain is for the weak, And fear is a Lie, Believed to live in your legend You must be greater than the greatest of all nations To be written in history was not enough Like having his game written as the brightest star amongst the basketball constellations And so he faded Back to mastery remained cold blooded Always striking with a Venomous sting No matter how loud the rival crowds would yell you can hear the rattle of our snake from all of his championship rings, All the records shattered and he still picks up the glass All the years have gone And he still remained deadly patiently waiting by the wooden war painted basketball court with his Fangs in the grass Waiting to fade back again one last time Waiting for one last game to strike one last liquid clutch from the silence of the three point line, One last game to leave the heroes journey in a beautiful dark Bliss as all must eventually go home and fade away back to Blackness.