The game wasn't starting for another three hours. The parking lot was empty and the fans hadn't yet left their homes. The players and media were just making their way into the building and a familiar noise could be heard. It was the sound of a basketball being swallowed by a net. Over and over again.
The noise was coming from Trevor Ariza, who was already in his warm-ups, alone on the court hoisting jumpshot after jumpshot. The sweat drenched swingman was intensely focused on the rack of balls by his side and the basket that stood twenty feet away.
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