From April 26, 2002

John Stockton does not ask to be noticed or celebrated or put into some larger context.

He does not take his social cues from the pop culture figures of the moment or find it necessary to discuss how essential it is to keep it real. He is as real as real is, however he defines it. He does not need your validation. He has his deal, you have yours, and that is as real as it has to be. He is about the game, and the game to him is not a conduit to Madison Avenue or an excuse to impose a lack of musical or acting ability on America. The game is enough.

He is the anti-me player in the age of Dr. Funk. He is so boring, so dry, virtually devoid of personality. His teammates insist he has a sense of humor. You will have to take their word on it.