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Derek Jeter, HOF 2020. @playerstribune

“To come with scars where the story has almost been written for you, and some you don’t even know the story but it’s there, and you’re discovering it for the first time. [My tattoo] says, “A rose is still and always will be a rose,” because no matter how ugly you feel about yourself, or how much you hate your body, or how much you hate your memories - and just to look at yourself as still worthy of love and everything else, despite how ugly things happened to you. At the end of the day, it’s still a rose, it doesn’t matter which form it is.” - @oksanamasters @playerstribune

We collectively went into this project striving to make this video equally as raw and beautiful as it is powerful. Nothing less would be good enough. @oksanamasters @playerstribune The crew: @domsilva @megan.lc.mcnally @playerstribune

Alise Willoughby, Rock Hill, SC | 05.20.24 @playerstribune Video Edit: @khklann

“Don’t tell me about the world. Not today. It’s springtime and they’re knocking baseball around fields where the grass is damp and green in the morning and the kids are trying to hit the curve ball.” -Pete Hamill #openingday

When people ask me when I got into photography #gopanthers

Travis circa 2016 @playerstribune

Time flies when you’re having fun. Happy 10th Birthday @playerstribune 🎂🤍

JaMarcus Russell, Mobile, AL | 5.5.2022 @playerstribune

@haley.jonesss | Sometimes I Hoop podcast @playerstribune assisted by: @_brycefrance

John Wall, Los Angeles, CA. 9.14.22 @playerstribune “From the outside, you never would’ve thought anything was wrong. I wasn’t telling my circle anything, even my right-hand guy. I was partying a lot, trying to mask all the pain. I always had my people around me, and when we were chilling at the house, I could just forget. But when everybody goes home at the end of the night, and your head hits that pillow? There’s no forgetting. There’s no more mask. One night, after all my homies had left and it was just me sitting there all alone with my thoughts running wild, I got about as close as you can get to making an unfortunate decision and leaving this earth. Only by the grace of God, and the love of my sons, am I still here to tell my story. The one thing I always held on to, in the darkest times, was the thought of my boys — just the little things, like wanting to be around for their first day of school, or their first vacation. Or wanting them to see their dad play in an NBA game for real, and not just on some highlights from back in the day. Those thoughts held me down during a lot of hard nights. But if I’m being honest, even the thought of being a father wasn’t enough for me to get help. That’s how depression lies to you. That devil on your shoulder is whispering to you, ‘Well, maybe they’d be better off without you here.’ I was praying to God just to give me the strength to wake up the next morning. Then, one night, my mom came to me in a dream. It was like she was standing right next to me. She looked me in the eyes and said, ‘You have to keep going for your children. There’s more for you to do on this earth.’ It felt like a sign from God. It took a while, but I eventually reached out to somebody in my circle and said the most important words you can say…. ‘Yo! I need some f***ing help!’ Those six words changed my life.”

Happy (surprise!) Birthday @derekjeter | New York, NY