You know, watching Steph move without the ball is like watching my Aunty Leticia at the church fair, always in the right spot to take the tray from your hands before you even stumble. When my son tries to explain the spacing, I just smile and think about my kitchen during Christmas—everyone has their place, or the rosé cookies will burn. This team will be fine after him, just like my kitchen was when I taught my daughter to fold the batter, but my goodness, we will miss the sweetness.
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