Back when Mark Cuban was broke and sleeping on a beer-stained floor with five roommates, he probably didn't seem like the guy who'd one day own the NBA's Dallas Mavericks, sell his startup to Yahoo for $5.7 billion, and become a household name for telling people to stop drinking lattes. But in his eyes, that scrappy version of himself was already on the right track.
Cuban rolled into Dallas three weeks before his 24th birthday in a busted-up Fiat X1/9 leaking oil, rocking a hole in the floorboard, and carrying little more than a sleeping bag and a dream.
