I admit, when I first watched mixtapes of some up-and-coming young prospect named Austin Rivers, I thought about how cool it was that a white dude had such sick handles. I didn’t even know he was Doc Rivers’ son. I’m so embarrassed (and racist).
Not embarrassed enough to withhold that anecdote, though. Now Austin Rivers is in the NBA, in only his 3rd year in the league, yet those mixtapes were probably the high point of his career. Back then everyone thought he was a stud. Now everyone just thinks he sucks.
Including me, I guess. If he were picked lower in the draft, I doubt anyone would really care, but the Hornets (now Pelicans) had to go and screw everything up for him. At least his dad was there to save him from the D-League.