Basketball is not so different from fighting a monster or a titan. It is all about teamwork and instinct. Thanks to my ADHD and battle experience, the game comes easy to me. The only thing I struggle with is shooting a three-pointer and I blame the twins for that. Apollo and Artemis just can't give me a break.
The other team starts with the ball. They aren't terrible, they are just very predictable. All they do is a pick-n-roll with wing players in the corner. I mean, it worked in the beginning. However, we got used to the routine and just adjusted. They don't have great shooting, so we just attacked them at half court and make them set the pick earlier. And sure enough, that is exactly what they did. We just played a 2-3 zone and suffocated their point guard number 10. His name was James and he could handle the ball pretty well, but he was no match for me and Brandon. The big fella, Jeffrey Jones, set a good pick on me, but I just went under it and met James on the other side. James did a crossover dribble and went back to his right, but Brandon was there to meet him. James picked up his dribble and was in a panic as Brandon and I hovered over him. I slapped the ball out of his and dove for the loose ball. I saw Brandon streaking down and passed him the ball. He did a simple left hand lay up. I smiled and gave him a high five as we went back on defense. We've been terrorizing this dude the whole game, you'd think the coach would try something new. Even the crowd was getting rowdy and was booing James. I felt bad for the dude.
On the next play, Jeffrey sets the pick on Brandon instead and delivers a hard screen. The screen is so hard that it knocks the wind out of Brandon. James delivered a textbox pass to Jeffrey which allowed him to get in between Connor and Dennis. Jeffrey is built like Tyson at 6'10 and over 220 lbs. He basically bullies Connor in the paint and dunks it. I just shake my head, there is nothing we can do to stop that.
I look over and see Brandon is still on the ground. I go over to help him.
"Bro, you good?" I ask.
He responds, "I felt like I got hit by a truck. How do you not get bothered by his screens?"
I just shrug and say, "I don't know bro, I just go around and cut the dude off. Let's go get a bucket."
Brandon brings the ball up the court and calls out the play, "Blue Niner, Blue Niner!"
Connor gives me a screen, but my defender anticipates this and goes around. I make him pay and go backdoor. Brandon delivers the perfect bounce pass to me. I'm about to lay it in, but I sense Jeffrey coming in to block my shot. I see Dennis cutting to basket at the same time, so I wrap around Jeffrey and toss it to Dennis. He catches it and tomahawks the dunk. Our whole bench jumps up and screams in excitement. The whole crowd gave oohs and ahhs cause Dennis just posterized Jeffrey.
Dennis pointed at me and yelled, "That's game Jackson, that's game. Let's go home boys, this team got nothing."
With the whole place going crazy, the referees called a timeout to let the crowd calm down. Coach had us huddled up together. The whole team was hyping up Dennis on his dunk and going crazy. Even Coach was smiling a little bit, but he will deny the whole thing if you ask him.
Dennis stated, "Aye Percy, nice pass. That's what I'm talking about!"
I smiled and responded, "No prob bro. When you're open, I'll find a way to get you the ball."
He commented, "As long as you keep dishing out those dimes, this game is a wrap."
He gave me a high five and I responded, "Let's get this dub."