Journal 35: Why I'm the least cool basketball player
I have played in the NBA's summer league only twice prior to this edition. I had forgotten how much I dislike the experience.
My other two go-rounds were with the Cleveland Cavaliers -- before I had ever actually played in the NBA. Summer No. 1 was highlighted by the discovery that Anthony "Pig" Miller keeps a toothpick in his mouth at all times -- even when he plays.

I think someone finally decided to call cabs and we all pitched in for the 30-minute ride back. At least, those of us who had brought a wallet to practice did. I think I probably owe Trajan Langdon $30.
Most players on a summer league team are younger than I am. In fact, the concept came about as a way for teams to work with their draft picks and first- or second-year players. Jackasses like me -- players hoping to catch the eye of anyone in the stands -- usually round out the roster.
I try not to worry about my encounters with other basketball players at this point in my career; I've learned that many of them are either bad human beings or are completely disinterested in talking to a white guy from Kansas who likes Nine Inch Nails approximately 100 times more than he does the latest offering from [insert terrible rapper here].
But I do still think about the camaraderie that could be provided by a basketball team. While my hope of a cohesive unit of guys with the same sense of humor regarding basketball and life crashed and burned around the time of my third day of college, I do like to believe that it remains a possibility. Each time I come to an event like the NBA's summer league, I am reminded of just how farfetched my hope is.
I have decided over the years that most basketball players are as antisocial as most musicians. Just like it is folly for us to expect Kurt Cobain to handle well the pressures of media attention and public adulation, it is not smart to expect the same out of Joe Basketball Player.

Cobain was preternaturally talented with music and, as such, was probably the creepy kid in the back of the room who had no real ability to interface with other human beings. Basketball players are no different. They are really, really good at one thing.
People assume that because they are big and strong and appear very confident on the court, they are the same off the court. I would submit that such is not the case. I think that many of us feel at peace only while playing, which explains why, when I showed up for practice here in Las Vegas with the Minnesota Timberwolves, it seemed as if everyone was trying to out-cool one another. In actuality, they were all frightened and wanted nothing more than to return to their rooms to write a follow-up to "In Utero."
I will press on. As usual, I have pledged to myself to be the least cool basketball player. I will continue to ask my teammates about their lives outside of the sports world. Most likely, my questions will be met with stone-faced stares and unintelligible responses. But, if I can keep anyone from putting a shotgun in his mouth, I will have contributed something.
Paul Shirley has played for 12 pro basketball teams, including three NBA teams -- the Chicago Bulls, Atlanta Hawks and Phoenix Suns. His journal appears regularly at ESPN.com. To e-mail Paul, click here.SPONSORED HEADLINES
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When not writing this journal, searching for original music, being mistaken for a Heisman winner, playing hoops in the U.S. and Europe, working on his sitcom, finishing his book, getting to know the women of the world, or just pondering his fate, Paul Shirley has been trying to get back into the NBA.
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Here's his journey:
THE LATEST
56. Taking that shot
55. Do I still want to keep my jersey?
54. Mustache men and buzzer beaters
53. Pain with no gain
52. I'm so happy when team wins without me
51. What bugs me when I'm trying to sleep
50. How I spent summer camp
49. Surprise surgery in Spain
48. Hello, Spanish beauties
47. Game of pain in Spain
46. The dirtiest player ever
45. The thrill of victory
44. Back in the game in Spain
43. I had a bawl
42. My agent's new book
41. My Spanish misadventure
40. "My So-Called Career" on hold
SUMMER LEAGUE 2006
39. Time of the sign
38. Vegas soul searching
37. Injury risk, reward
36. My four-point stance
35. I'm the least-cool camper
34. Summer ball in Vegas
GOIN' HOLLYWOOD
33. Show got the business
32. My show gets rejected
31. Hoops humor
30. TV and life are funny
29. My show's not "Alf"
28. I'm not Matt Leinart
27. The new Paul Shirley is ...
26. Who's trying to play me?
25. I'm too cool to act
24. Acting like an 8-year-old
23. Taking acting lessons
22. Step into my office
21. Our show's a go
20. Hatching a TV show idea
19. I'm not easy to love
18. My shot of "Glory"
MY DAYS IN THE ABA
17. Take this job and...
16. Playing Master P
15. Tacoma aroma
14. Bounced by 8th graders
13. Getting in the game
12. I'm going coastal
GETTING READY FOR ACTION
11. Tim Floyd, my old coach
10. Working out hard
9. Vladivostok? Why not?
8. Freedom of expression
7. Holiday hoops stink
6. Ode to Mark Pope
5. As the Bird soars
4. Height of absurdity
3. A higher hand-check
2. Half a mil? Sign me!
1. A diarist is born
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Answering the mail
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