Stuart Scott Spoke the Language of My Generation
We didnt have to know you to know that you knew us, got us and embodied us. That you spoke like us and got the duality of being both a professional and a poet.
That a home run ball leaving the park wasn't hi-yoooo! it was boo-yahhhh! And you got the difference for us, the kids from broken homes with cousins named Pookie, who wrote out rap lyrics in our notebooks and signed our names in bubble letters.
You didnt patronize us free-lunch kids, you asked that we be included in the conversation. You slid our language right next to theirs and let it be. You included the music of your people and the experiences of your life to add to your depth. And your vast knowledge of hip-hop did not embarrass you. You were proud of it. You took the bullet for the rest of us; spoke our speech on-air so that even a throwaway phrase like Yo became commonplace.
You had white guys, in their 30s, all with catchphrases, ESPN host Dan Patrick said of Stuart Scott. Stuart certainly wasnt that.
Nope. He was ours firstwith the baggy-pants suits and tight fades that he wore early in his careerand in turn he became everyone elses. This is the cornerstone of the legacy of Stuart Scott, a man who battled cancer three times with an authentic gangster mentality that most rappers only spit on wax.
According to his doctors, he refused to know what stage his cancer was in because he didnt want to be defined by his illness. He chose to live on his terms, and that included rigorous chemotherapy treatments and ended with grueling mixed martial arts training.
Weeks before he would accept the ESPYs Jimmy V Perseverance Award, Scott spent days in the hospital undergoing multiple surgeries, but he was there, on the ESPY stage in Los Angeles, because he wasnt going to let cancer hold him back. He was thin and war-torn, but not down.
When you die, it does not mean that you lose to cancer, he told the crowd. You beat cancer by how you live, why you live and the manner in which you live.
This is the true spirit of hip-hop and one that Scott embodied all the way to the endfor us. That although the odds are against you, it doesnt mean that you cant live to the fullest, out loud.
Or, as Notorious B.I.G. spit, Remember Rappin Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha. You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far.
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