Vanessa Bryant Announces Release of Kobe’s First Project After His Death

The announcement was made on Kobe's Instagram which was updated for the first time since his death.

Just months after passing away Kobe Bryant’s new book “Season One” has been released.

“Season One” is a follow-up to his New York Times Best Seller “The Wizenard Series: Training Camp,” which centers around a basketball player named Reggie, who dreams of superstardom.

The announcement was made on Kobe’s Instagram which was updated for the first time since his death.

The post read, “Welcome back to Dren! We hope you are all ready to catch up with the West Bottom Badgers for another magical basketball season. The #Wizenard Series: Season One is OUT NOW.????????????.”

Wesley King, the book’s author tweeted, “Official release day. Bittersweet without my collaborator, but grateful to see the words live on. This is a book about chasing your dreams.”

King recently opened up, telling People magazine, “His family was first and foremost… I knew that within five minutes of meeting him. His daughters were always brought up [and] he was forever calling me while waiting in line to pick them up.”

Wesley emphasized, “He was really focused on changing kids’ lives and empowering the next generation of young athletes, especially females.” King said, “It almost sounds cliché, but he’d say, ‘If one kid picks this book up and finds the faith in himself to persevere, we did our job…’ We’re doing this for that one kid.”

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This photo is from the first day we met in 2016. I slowly walked into his office—he looked like a super villain with an enormous picture of a black mamba hanging on the wall—and I remember thinking that I probably shouldn’t have dressed for a men’s softball game. Why didn’t you wear a sport coat, idiot. Pants would have been smart. It’s the bloody black mamba. “Uh…hey—” I started, thinking harder. Do we shake? He can’t be a hugger, right? Do I have a witty comment about basketball on hand? The meaning of life? Oh shit, he’s getting up. “My man!” he says, coming around the desk. Side Hug. I’ll be damned. “You ready?” he asks. I wasn’t. I mean, I didn’t even know what we were doing yet. But for the first and certainly not the last time, that didn’t matter. His energy hit me like a wave. “You know I am.” It was the beginning of three-and-a-half years of collaboration, friendship, and for me, a constant sense of awe as I watched this man face the world with a self-assurance that seemed impossible. Kobe was elemental. A giant. He’d call me at like five in the morning and say, “My man, just read the draft. You killed it. Brilliant. But listen…the walls are blue, right? That’s fine. But they also need to be red.” And I’d be all groggy and say, “Kobe, I don’t even think that’s possible—” “Anything is possible, brother! I believe in you. Crush it!” And I’d pause and think and say, “Well…color might be an abstract concept—” “My man!” We’d hang up, he’d send me a ????. I’d sent one back. I didn’t even know there was a flexing arm emoticon before I met him, but soon I was flexing up everywhere. He had me metaphysically jacked. He was the hype man to end all hype men. We were bro’ing out, and I don’t even think either one of us was a bro. But, man, I got to bro out for almost four years with Kobe freaking Bryant. It was awesome. He made me want to be better every single time we spoke. I’m going to miss that. That was his magic. He believed in himself, sure, but he believed in you too, whoever the hell you are. Everyone. He truly believed that every single one of us has the power to change the world. I think he was right. And I’m (continues in the comment below)

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We lost a good one, folks.

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