
While former NBA player, Joe Pace, might be able to joke about his inability to fit through the doorway of a Seattle homeless center his story is no joke, and does not fit the typical route of a former NBA Champion.
Ironically, it was thirty years ago the 6'10" Pace reached the pinnacle of an NBA career and donned a championship ring for the Washington Bullets after beating the Seattle Supersonics. Now, he is a resident of a Seattle homeless shelter where he works as a security guard for the first part of the day, hops a city bus to kill time for the remainder of the afternoon, and returns to the shelter at night to share a room with 60 other destitute people. Pace's plight did not go unnoticed as he became a headline this past week for such a twist of irony. In recent weeks the NBA Retired Players Association has also publicized his dire situation to it's members looking to collect clothing, toiletries, and other non-perishable items for him. Not being of average stature it's only befitting this assistance comes from some of the land's tallest men, as Pace sports a 44 Extra-Long Jacket and size 18 shoes.
But how did this large-statured man go from staying in the poshest hotels to the hard, small beds of a homeless shelter?
After winning a national championship in college, Pace went to the NBA but became impatient with his progress and decided to play overseas, one season shy of qualifying for an NBA pension. For the next 12 years he travelled the world, playing in seven different countries including the likes of Italy, Venezuela, England, Mexico, Panama, the Philippines, and Argentina. It was in Argentina where his luck would turn drastically bad following a serious back injury while dunking and spending the next eights months confined to a bed. Following a multitude of unsuccessful back surgeries, Pace departed South America with a case of gangrene, the ending of his second marriage, and a loss of livelihood for which he had relied. Returning to the States with few prospects, he submitted to the use of drugs and alcohol and eventually sought rehabilitation. Pace jumped from city to city, only to ultimately commit the biggest regret of his life by selling his NBA Championship Ring for $1,000. He receives $600 a month from a permanent disability check and is on a long waiting list for subsidized housing.
As the word has gotten out about Joe Pace, many of his old teammates regularly stop by to see him, provide clothing and gift certificates, and look to provide emotional and spiritual support.
It's encouraging to see past relationships and the human factor have such a positive effect on such a life as Joe Pace's. Though, the NBA truly is a business, it's good to see the NBA Retired Players Association reach out in assistance of one of their fallen brothers. My hope is that they will not simply assist after someone has come to this point, but educate young athletes so as to help prevent them from such a plight.
As for Joe Pace...I hope he is finally able to find himself back on top, in his own little way and start by having a home.
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