I was two years older than her, but from Junior year to Senior year, I played against her multiple times outside of Don Lugo High. I knew her sister better than her, and her sister balled too (got both to sign my yearbook), but nowhere near the level that Diana was on. You could tell she was going to make the WNBA then.
I was also at an LA Fitness when Adam Morrison showed up. Not Gonzaga Morrison. Laker bench warming, bum looking Morrison. He would pull up from the half court and swish. He never missed and he made everyone look like chumps. That might have been the first time I knew for sure that the worst player in the L would make non pros look like orange cones.