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Get to Know: Randy Foye

December 12, 2012
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From David Locke’s “Get to Know” series with Jazz players.

“Hi, this is Randy Foye of Villanova University. My Instagram handle is @teamfoye and @foyeboye. Please follow me. I will respond. You can comment on my pictures. But I am from the Villanova University.”

Mom
One thing I can tell you about my mom, she was really loving and caring, and she did whatever she could for me and my younger brother. My grandmother helped out as much as she could…but my mom, from what I saw and, you know, the stories that I hear, she had the biggest heart in the world. And I see where I get it from.

More on Randy’s mom and her death/disappearance here.

Grandma
She did whatever she could, in her power, to make sure that I didn’t fall to the streets of Newark…When I was sitting at the draft table that night in ’06, you know, I just told her, I said, “All the times that you saved me, everything that you have done for me to help me get to this point, I thank you for it. I still have a lot of work to do, but I thank you for helping me get here.”

You knew you were in trouble when…
They started mailing report cards to the house. That’s when I knew I was in trouble. Because, I took advantage. I’m not gonna lie…They used to pencil in our grades on our report card. So me then, smart, I would use the same No. 2 pencil and I would erase it. And if I got a D, or sometimes even an F, I would just bump it a grade up.

And [my grandma] would be like, “How did you get a D, or a C, in gym as much as you run around this house throwing socks and jumping around?” And I’d, you know, “My teacher didn’t like me.” That was my excuse. She’d be like, “Well, we gonna go in.” “Oh, you don’t have to come in school, grandma.”

I’d make sure I handled everything, and then she would still come to school. And she wouldn’t, like, hit me in front of the class, but she would embarrass me…But my grandmother, she’s the sweetest person in the world.

Greatest high school sports moment
Newark is a pretty big city…Probably 29, 30 high schools, with each school holding no less than, let’s say, 500 kids. So I went to a big high school. It held, like, I think, 4,200. And we were east side. We were, like, in the Portuguese and the Brazilian section. Hispanics and blacks. It was everything…It was the Newark Christmas Tournament. We was the number two team in the state, and we was the best team in Newark, obviously…

We got a steal and I’m running, and I remember I was running on the left side and this kid named Jeff Coswell(?), he–we playing Weequahic High School–he threw the ball up, and I like caught the ball and cuffed it, but like, going out of bounds. And I slam dunked it, and the kid jumped. And I could remember, like, his head hit my armpit…and we was already up by, like, I think 40 in the championship, and I didn’t even know. I was just jumping around and dancing, but I didn’t even know I was doing it until I watched the film and I was so embarrassed.

Rapid fire
** First pair of basketball shoes: Had to be some Adidas.

** First car you ever drove, and how old were you: My friend, his name’s Jamar. He had a Sentra, I think, and he let me drive it. I think he was only like 18, I think I was 14. He used to let me drive it, but I was so tall and big, people didn’t even, I just ride past the police like nothing.

** First car you ever owned: All-black Chrysler 300.

** Favorite meal: Spaghetti and meatballs.

** What was on the walls of your childhood room: You’d probably see nothing on the walls, to tell you the truth. You’d probably see a picture of Black Jesus or something like that.

** If you were an actor, what kind of actor would you want to be? I would have to be, not as serious as Denzel, but not as, you know, funny and outgoing as Will Smith. Somewhere in between.

** If you could have dinner with three people, dead or alive, who would they be? First it would be my moms. It’ll be my grandfather. His name is David Blackwell(?)…

Winston Churchill, because…I’m into World War II, so just thinking, like, when he’s trying to get Roosevelt to join the war, and he was bombing, bombing, and he continued to preach, you know, to the families and the people in England that everything would be all right, and you just gotta keep fighting. We can’t fall to these guy, Hitler, because we all would become slaves…I just wanna ask him, you know, how did he get the U.S. to join.

I’d quite like someone to go around the NBA and see what percentage of players know who Winston Churchill is…

** First-ever game winner: I don’t know where…but it had to be AAU.

** Superpower you’d pick: It probably would be to be invisible.

** Worst job you ever had: I really never had a job. Just always basketball.

** Who would you rather play with in their prime, Stockton or Malone? I think I’m gonna have to go with the Mailman…Run the pick and roll with the Mailman.

** Best Halloween costume: Bin Laden…it had like a rocket going through Bin Laden face with a USA flag, but someone still threw an egg [at me]. I was pissed.


From a series of videos being uploaded by @da_breezman:

** Favorite Road City: New York. We always do something special there where I bring in my family, kids from my foundation. I get a chance to catch up.

** Best NBA Dancers: The Miami Heat. They put them right by your bench too, so…

** Toughest Player to Guard: I really don’t think there’s anybody…I don’t feel as though there’s one night that I’m looking at somebody on the roster and I’m saying, “Oh man, I got this guy.”

** Best Friend in the NBA: Kyle Lowry, my teammate fromn college. We don’t talk as much as we supposed to. Every time we see each other, it’s like, “Come to my house. Let’s go eat.” You know, it’s all love.

Note: Earl Watson and DeMarre Carroll’s posts (links below) have also been updated with new questions.


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Get to Know: Derrick Favors
Get to Know: DeMarre Carroll
Get to Know: Alec Burks aka Alex Borks
Get to Know: Al Jefferson
Get to Know: Paul Millsap

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