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In the bare condo in Parma that is home for now, Steve Logan waits for his agent to call. He sips juice from a tall, plastic cup. He paces into the kitchen, then shuffles back into the living room, which is decorated like a dorm room. The TV babbles the day's news. Still, he waits. Logan isn't doing anything without his agent's permission. No way. Too many nights have been sleepless, too many opportunities have been wasted. Everything is by the book for Logan now. He won't sign a contract without triple-checking the big words, and he sure isn't going to tell the details of what happened in the last year to the once-promising, still-hopeful-of-an-NBA-career point guard if he doesn't have specific permission from the guy who currently is running his life. Only when the cell phone rings and he hears the go-ahead from Aaron Goodwin does Logan exhale, sit down on the single, hotel-style sofa in the otherwise-empty living room and begin to tell how he ended up the property of the Golden State Warriors but remains a player without a team. Logan - who grew up on Cleveland's East Side, sparked St. Edward to a state title in 1998 and was an All-American at Cincinnati - has been on the brink of the NBA for the past year. On the brink of playing in the league but nowhere near the game, that is. He was the first pick in the second round of the 2002 draft, selected by the Warriors and labeled one of the steals of the draft, a projected backup point guard on a young team thirsty for talent. But he hasn't played in a basketball game that matters since the 2002 NCAA Tournament. |