[I was defending Ewing, pushing him as he pushed back, both of us watching Charlie Ward—the Knicks' point guard—bring the ball to the frontcourt.
I said, "Hey, Patrick, you guys need a point guard who can get the ball past mid-court faster."
Ewing said nothing, just kept pushing and pulling fiercely.
Then I said, "Man, your point guards are Charlie and Chris Childs, by the time you get the ball, there's no time left to shoot."
He still didn't say anything, but he stopped pushing me so hard.
Then I said, "My God, they've neglected you, Patrick. They've turned you into a rebounder. Do you like that? You're now a role player. You've made a hundred million dollars but you're a damn role player. Guy, do you still remember Gan? You don't want to be dominated by him for the rest of your life, do you? Back in 1984, he wasn't playing like you are now, and that was in college."
Then Patrick muttered to himself, "Damn, man, Jason, you know, you're right. Damn."
