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"Then if we are not on strike," he says, "There's the mini-camp for the Mavericks.
"Days are long. There's 24 hours in a day. But you can only do so much in 24 hours, then you have to sleep."
The questions keep coming, and he answers--a little piece here, a little piece there, with only a little Kidd to pull the pieces from.
The words sound as exhausted as this man, who is known to collapse and sit in the shower after a game, sapped to the point of dysfunction by his efforts on the court.
This day he is sapped by the demands off the court. When you're Rookie of the Year--and an awfully indulgent one at that--there is no off-season.
There is only the blistering heat beneath the tall downtown mirrors of the city which gets to claim the Kidd.
Other reporters converge. One asks him to rate his season. "A-minus," he says.
And the rest of the NBA can only wait and worry as to just what the hell an A-plus might be for Jason Kidd.