![]() ![]() "Basketball doesn't owe me anything," he said, voice quavering. And then he took the microphone, and the Charles Barkley I'd gotten to know a decade ago emerged, the one behind the macho pose. So he rehabbed the knee with an eye on the calendar and there he was on that April night, five months later, standing before a genuflecting Houston crowd that deafeningly chanted his name one final time after he'd plodded through the last seven minutes of professional basketball he'd ever play, making one of three shots. Still, his depression didn't keep him from quipping wiseass, as usual: "Now I'm just what America needs - another unemployed black man," he joked.īut, post-surgery, he still couldn't shake the vision of sports' hardest worker, a gallant overachiever, helpless. The injury cut short his farewell tour that night, the onetime bad boy of professional sports sobbed alone in his hotel room, so haunted was he by this final image of himself being carried off the court. #CHARLES BARKLEY WIFE 90S PRO#Barkley had blown out a knee in December, playing for the Houston Rockets in Philadelphia, where his pro career began in 1984. It was a humbler, portlier, more emotional Charles Barkley who said goodbye to the sport of basketball April 19, the last day of the NBA regular season and the final night of his roundball career, which had spanned 16 riveting, often maddening, always dramatic years. ![]()
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