Chris Paul, star of the NBA, learned early to think like a boss
Chris Paul, star of the NBA, learned early to think like a boss
Chris Paul, 33, is the point guard for the Houston Rockets and president of the National Basketball Players Association. Your Chris Paul Family Foundation helps provide children with the resources to succeed in education and sports. He spoke with Marc Myers.
When I was growing up, my older brother, C.J., treated me like his little brother. I did not see things that way. I thought all his friends were my friends, until he said he could not come with me. That's when we became competitive above all.
Mr. Paul, from left to right, with his wife, Jada; mother, robin; father Carlos sister-in-law Desiree; and her brother, C.J., in Los Angeles in 2015.
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Paul's family
If my mother said we were leaving the house to go to school at 7:30 a.m., she would be in the front seat of our car at 7:15, which forced C.J. to sit in the back. Our continued competition drove my mother to nuts.
We lived in Lewisville, N.C., in a two-story red brick house with green shutters. C.J. and I shared a bedroom. He was two years older than me and stronger. Our age difference forced me to work harder.
My parents met in the church. My father, Charles, worked at a Philips electronics plant that made surveillance equipment. My mother, Robin, worked at a bank branch in Wachovia as a leading technology analyst.
Our house was the meeting place for all our friends. When I was in fifth grade, my dad built us a small concrete basketball court next to the stream that passed in front of our house. The closest park with a patio was too far away. The two wheels of the court could move up and down. My father placed them at a regulatory height (10 feet), but my brother and I lowered them when he was outside so we could sink. We raised them just before he returned.
C.J., on the left, and Chris Paul in Winston-Salem, N.C., in 1999.
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Paul's family
My brother and his friends were tough on the court with me. They forced me to improve my game. I was only 5 feet 6 before my accelerated growth just before my third year. C.J. and the older men were taller and stronger, but in the end they could not protect me.
My father loved going to the local gym to play basketball. To train us, he took us and tied our right hands behind our backs to force us to use our left hand. He also blindfolded us, so we dribbled without looking at the ball. When I was a sophomore in high school, I was good enough to play college basketball. My father convinced me to stay on the junior varsity team for an additional year to increase my confidence.
Mr. Paul with his grandfather Nathaniel "Papa Chilly" Jones, in Winston-Salem, N.C., in 2002.
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Paul's family
My best friend growing up was my grandfather Chilly. When I was 7 years old I started working on his
Gas pumping station with my brother. As I grew up, he showed us how to check the oil and do inspections. At that time, an inspection costs $ 19.40. Most people paid with a $ 20 bill and allow us to keep the change.
C.J. and I was competitive even on gas pumping. When a car entered the self-service section, the trick was to be the first one in the window, offering to do it for them. We would fill the tank but never exceed the dollar amount, hoping to get the change as a tip.
Dad Chilly taught me about hard work and integrity. As the owner of his station, he did not sit behind a desk telling people what to do. He did all the heavy lifting.
It also taught me to think like an owner. He would say: "No matter what you do, work for yourself". That was an important lesson. I wanted him to take responsibility for my progress and my choices in life.
Dad Chilly came to all my games. When I signed a letter of intent on November 14, 2002, to play basketball in nearby Wake Forest with a full scholarship, I was thrilled. The next day, Father Chilly was killed during a robbery at his home. He was 61 years old. Thinking about that day now it still saddens me.
The day after his funeral was the first game of my senior year. I played and scored 61 points in his honor. While making the last shot, I needed them. On the line, I threw the ball out of bounds, I left the court and I broke.
In June of 2005, the New Orleans Hornets chose me in the first round of the NBA draft, a dream come true. All I could think about was how proud Papa Chilly would have been.
Today, my wife, Jada, and our son, Chris, and our daughter, Camryn, live in Houston. In 2017, after I signed with the Houston Rockets, we bought a new house.
We have lived in many houses throughout my 13-year NBA career, but this is probably the most welcoming. I love our family room, close to the kitchen. Our family spends a lot of time together there, especially on vacations when all my relatives come to the city.
My brother and I are still competitive. We play golf, cards and domino along with revenge. If our competitive advantage ever leaves us, something would be wrong.
The history of Chris Paul's hoop
- Coach mom: "In eighth grade, my father stopped training at the local YMCA, so my mother took over, and during our first game, she committed a technical foul by yelling at the referee, she is still shouting from the stands today."
- Dad's gift: "My dad spent all his 401 (k) to pay the fees so my brother and I could play AAU basketball."
- Tribute ball: "I still have the basketball that I used to score with a record of 61 points in high school two days after my grandfather was killed at his Chevron gas station, 61 was for his age when he died."
- Paw print"Each of my signature sneakers in the last 12 seasons has a Chevron logo hidden there in honor of my grandfather."
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