By the time I got traded (to the Celtics), I was happy for all the wrong reasons. I wasn't happy because I was back home and had grown up idolizing the Celtics. I was happy because I was back home and I knew where to get drugs.
Weed, coke, crystal meth. Alcohol and ecstasy. Heroin and oxycontin. Chris Herren’s been there and done that. And he’s not afraid to shy away from it. If you have a chance to read his biography Basketball Junkie, do it: it’s one of the better sports books I’ve read. Chris doesn’t cut corners. He doesn’t filter out stuff that didn’t take place. He tells it how it was. Some of it is mind-blowing and it’s truly remarkable how he’s alive today to tell his story. This week in What the Hell Happened To, we look back on Chris' story.From growing up in Fall River (1 hour outside of Boston) in the shadow of his father and older brother, both standout athletes, Chris was faced with pressure from a young age. As he became better and more athletic at