If only Kentucky’s Marquis Teague were a dancer instead of a basketball player leaving college after a single academic year, there would be no lament. He has the name for it, does he not? You could see such a name in lights out front of the Stephen Sondheim Theater, a short walk up 43rd from Broadway toward 6th. Or you could imagine a young man with that name as the principle dancer in an elite ballet company, perhaps taking on the role of the Nutcracker Prince.
Well, maybe Teague might have trouble seeing all of that, but he’s got a star’s name no matter what endeavor he might undertake.