Before anyone ever cared where I would play basketball, I was a kid from Northeast Ohio. It’s where I walked. It’s where I ran. It’s where I cried. It’s where I bled. It holds a special place in my heart.

I will have no problem coming to practice on time. The locker room is great, but we have to prove ourselves on the court.

I have short goals - to get better every day, to help my teammates every day - but my only ultimate goal is to win an NBA championship. It's all that matters. I dream about it. I dream about it all the time, how it would look, how it would feel. It would be so amazing.

I went through a lot of battles in high school.

My relationship with Northeast Ohio is bigger than basketball. I didn't realize that four years ago. I do now.

You know, I'm just 6'9" and 260. And just so happen to be very good at playing the game of basketball.

Maybe the ones burning my jersey were never LeBron fans anyway.