Don't Let The Lipstick Fool You:. Lisa Leslie
nose was really broken now! There was blood coming down her face.
Finally, the referee came over and broke things up. I started crying. I knew that this woman was really hurt. My heart was pounding, and I was full of emotion. The referee ejected me from the game, and the Canadian woman went off to get her nose put back together.
I was still crying when I sat down on our bench. I know now that Canada used that skirmish to get me out of the game. But at the time, I was young and naive, and the only thing I could think was this woman hit me; I reacted. I defended myself. But in doing so, I played right into the Canadian team’s trap. They knew they could not stop me on the court, so they were willing to try anything. And I’m the one who got thrown out of the game.
It was a tough way to learn a lesson, but I had to understand that fighting was not the answer, especially when it kept me from playing. I had to have the discipline to walk away in situations like that. And I had to remember that I was wearing my country’s uniform.
The score on the court was close, and I could not help my team. I knew that I had messed up, and I knew that I could not allow myself to get suckered into fighting again. It was not enough for me to play smart basketball; I had to be a smart basketball player as well.
The game continued as I sat on the bench in tears. That is when Dawn Staley scooted over, put her arm around me, and said, “It’s all right, Big Girl. But damnnn, you socked her good!”
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