First-round NBA draft pick. Three-time dunk champion. One point every two minutes. New Denver Nugget. Latest addition to Pepsi’s awesome Uncle Drew series. Short man.
As told to Nate Hopper:
I am five-nine even. With no shoes. Five-nine-and-a-half with shoes.
I’ve got a brother that’s six-one; I’ve got another brother who’s five-eleven/six-feet. I got a little brother that I’m taller than, thank god. My little sister, too. My dad’s, like, six-one-and-a-half, six-two almost. My mom is the short one; she’s the little Smurf.
We’re a competitive family—we compete in everything we do: playing cards; if we’re walking down the street, we want to be the first one down the block.
When I was younger, I was a bit of a feisty fighter type of guy. That’s something my father told me as I was becoming a man: You don’t go picking fights, but you don’t run from any of them. And I was more afraid of my father than anybody else I had to fight.
I don’t condone myself being like that—I just love to be a happy, positive person—but if I feel like they’re disrespecting me, I’ma let them know, and I’m not the type to argue.
I’ve blocked some of the greats, some of the Hall of Famers. But Yao Ming—I was just in the right place at the right time. I was in help defense, and I went to go jump and block it, and I was like, Either he’s going to get blocked, or I’m going to get dunked on. So I rolled the dice, and I ended up winning.