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A 24-year-old Compton, Calif., native who splits his off-season between the Los Angeles and Seattle areas (he has a daughter here), Jones concedes that the lack of stability in his life this year has led him to some pretty dark corners. "I feel every emotion you can possibly feel: sad, mad, glad," he says. "I wonder if I'm doing something wrong. Is it me? Is it them? [I was] living out of a suitcase not knowing where I'm gonna be in two weeks. But at the end of the day, I'm doing something that I love, and if this is what I have to do at the beginning of my career, I know that if I can withstand that, I can withstand anything."
Jones has signed a non-guaranteed contract with the Nuggets for next year, which at least means he'll enter training camp with former Sonic coach George Karl's squad, just as he did last year. He hopes this repetition isn't ominous, and professes no shame at his entry into the record books. "I'm proud of it, but it's not something that, at the beginning of the season, I was gonna try to do," he says. "I tied it in Miami, and I was doing pretty good there (Jones averaged eight points and four rebounds in 23 minutes per game with the lowly Heat), so I thought I'd be there the rest of the year. But they wanted to look at other dudes and let me go, so I said, 'Let me break it now.' It's not a bad record; it means a lot of people want to give me a chance."