I was doing 100 pushups by 8 years old. My dad was the type like he'd have friends over and be like, "My son can do that, Ryan drop and give me 100 pushups!" and would have me do it for his friends. It was that type of household.
I'd clash with my dad over other things, you know, like difference of opinion and me getting testosterone, you know what I'm saying? Me feeling like I'm a little tough, being a teenager. But my big brother would come in drunk and really, really try my dad and I didn't want to do that.
My big brother used to come home drunk and he'd clash with my dad and I just didn't want that.
I still wanted to get into the NBA. I was still on the team, I was a starting point guard and I was on and off the team because of my grades. That was the thing, discipline, discipline, discipline, and then I was going home to a very strict dad. He ran the house like the military.
My dad struggled with cocaine addiction, and we actually went to rehab with him too. I remember having extensive talks with him about how I was wired a certain way, how I wouldn't be able to drink and do drugs the same way my friends got to.
