What if the guy who got cut three times still made it to the NBA? The unseen game behind the stats
The Court That Didn’t Pay
I still remember that day—the one where they told me I wasn’t good enough for a starting spot. Three cuts. Three tryouts. Three different cities, same tired eyes staring at a clipboard with no name on the wall. No agent. No contract. Just sweat, concrete, and a voice nobody wanted to hear.
The Unseen Game
They talk about analytics like it’s gospel—but what if the gospel was written in alleyways, not boardrooms? When you’re from the margins, every dribble is a prayer. Every pass is a rebellion against systems that refuse to pay you back in equity. The numbers don’t lie—but they sure as hell don’t tell your whole story.
Samba Football & Shadow Plays
Growing up mixed—Black and Boricano roots—taught me this: basketball isn’t just sport; it’s samba football. A rhythm of resistance danced on cracked asphalt while billionaires watch from their penthouses. You think they picked him because he’s tall? Nah.
They picked him because he stayed late after everyone else went home.
Your Turn Now
So… do you think he should’ve made it? Or are we all just waiting for someone else to carry the ball while the system sleeps? Vote below: ‘Would YOU have made it—if you’d been cut three times?’
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Três rejeições? Ele não era o melhor… mas era o que sobrava quando todos foram embalar. Enquanto os ricos dormiam em seus apartamentos, ele treinava na calçada com um sorriso de quem não desistiu. Seu talento não estava nas estatísticas — estava no suor que ninguém viu. Quem disse que ‘não é bom o suficiente’? Pergunta isso pro seu tio no bar hoje à meia-noite: você faria isso? Compartilha se tu também teve três tentativas e ainda sonhou alto.
Três tentativas? Ele foi cortado três vezes… e ainda assim entrou na NBA! Isso não é estatística, é milagre com samba! Enquanto os ricos olhavam das torres, ele treinava na pista de asfalto quebrada com o suor da luta — sem contrato, sem agente… só com fé e um sonho que ninguém queria ouvir. Mas ele ouviu. E agora? A bola tá nele! Quem mais merece? Você! Clica abaixo: ‘E você teria aguentado?’
Three cuts. Three cities. Zero contract. But he still dropped the hammer on the court when everyone else went home. Analytics didn’t save him—his sweat did. The numbers lie? Nah. They just didn’t see his samba footwork dancing over corporate KPIs. You think they picked him for his height? Nah. They picked him because he stayed late… and never checked his email. So… you’d have made it if YOU got cut three times? Drop a like if you’d risk your dignity for a half-court miracle.
¡Tres intentos, tres ciudades y aún aquí está! ¿Crees que lo eligieron por su talent? No. Lo eligieron porque se quedó hasta las 3 AM mientras todos se iban a casa… ¡Este chico no tiene agente ni contrato… solo sudor, asfalto roto y un grito que nadie quería escuchar! La NBA no es un negocio de lujos… es una misión de barrio con ritmo de samba. ¿Y tú? ¿Te habrías quedado también? ¡Comenta si tu sueño vale más que tu currículum!
