I was at the Chandler Mall with my 10-year-old cousin, when we spotted two Suns players walking through the food court. One was established star, Stephon Marbury, the other was coming off his second season, and was my new favorite Sun, Amar’e Stoudemire. My cousin and I knew we would have to act fast if we wanted an autograph because neither of us had a pen. So, we rushed into the first store we saw with pens and bought a sharpie, then headed straight for Amar’e. Along with ten or fifteen other kids we approached the players and I asked, “Amar’e, can my cousin get an autograph?
How I Cursed Amar’e Stoudemire, Then Became his Biggest Fan
