When I was a little kid and a new neighbor would move in next door, it was typically an old woman with a loud dog. For one Edmond boy, that new neighbor turned out to be his idol.
How cool would it be to be riding your bike through the neighborhood and see your hometown team's best player (quite possibly the best basketball player in the world) casually shooting hoops on his driveway. I'm 32 years old, and I'd probably freak out like the kid from The Incredibles when he saw Mr. Incredible military press his car.