“If the NBA tells me it’s him or them, I’m choosing him.” “That’s a mistake,” Xavi’s dad says bluntly. “No, it’s not.” Bringing Xavi in front of me, I turn him to face me, his back to them while I take his face in both hands, looking my boy dead in the eye while I say, “The mistake would be listening to you guys and losing the one person I can’t live without.”
