Winston is an All-American because of his eyes. He sees angles and space. Slivers of room. The movement of bodies as they dart and collide and change direction. He finds order in that chaos and anticipates where openings will appear. At his best, he can orchestrate the movement himself. Right now, Winston can’t see. Not the way he has since he first learned to dribble a basketball. Grief is blocking his vision. So is his lack of desire to play.
Source: Detroit Free Press