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“I know that he’s happy right now. I can’t wait to see him and just celebrate this win with him. I don’t get to see him a lot. But My father has always been there for me my whole life. To be able to share these moments with him — I know that he’s nervous during games. I always tell him to just drink a brewski and just chill. But I know how he is, so I can’t wait to celebrate with him.” – Joakim Noah <about his father>

 

 

Ok.

 

This is not “the” Noah … but Joakim Noah … and his dad Yannick.

 

I never thought I would ever write about the Chicago Bulls Joakim Noah.

 

He is absolutely everything I hate about an athlete <loud, over the top, gregarious, almost too competitive> … and yet … noahhh joakimhe is absolutely everything I love about an athlete <obviously enjoys the game, non stop energy … EVERY game, an ‘I am willing to play whatever role you want me to play’ attitude>.

 

Regardless.

 

The other night Joakim’s dad, Yannick, went to a Bulls game.

 

And this became one of those priceless moments in sports. Yannick, who won a French Open for god’s sake, and has a pretty successful musical career in France/Europe now <therefore could deservedly have a little attitude of his own> … was nothing more than a dad for one night.

 

Yannick shrugged off a quick in-game interview with ABC during the game to enthusiastically cheer on his son who had just pulled off an impressive sequence of hustle plays.

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Yannick began shouting and clapping before giving his son a standing ovation.

 

But it wasn’t just the cheering.

His face.

His face was etched with everything a parent feels for their child … open for all to see.

 

 

Pride <of his child>.

Love <for his child>.

Support <unthinkingly spontaneous for his child>.

 

One look and you knew … well … he was a father.

 

And after the game ?

When they interviewed Joakim?

 

He was charmingly shy in discussing his father.

Here is the loud boisterous almost aggravatingly competitive player on court … and not embarrassed by his father’s support … but more like respectful of their mutually caring relationship.

 

Aw.

Nuts.

 

Am I reading too much into all this?

 

Sure. Possibly <actually … likely>.

 

But who cares. This was a priceless father – son moment. A priceless parent moment.

And I loved it even more than the game.

C’mon …. I always tell him to just drink a brewski and just chill.

 

I love sports … and this is maybe why.

 

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