A/N: Thanks for your patience, everyone. the next two chapters of Space Jam had finally arrived. Now, there may not be any changes in this chapter, but there are a couple of 'em in the next chapter. And for those who love Little Quacker, look back on the recently updated Chapter 2 for the part where Swackhammer looked back at the TV's to see both the Looney Tunes and Tom and Jerry. :) So, without further ado, here they are.
Space Jam
Chapter 9: Michael's Hole-in-one
Back in the real world, Michael was golfing with Stan, Larry Bird, and Bill Murray.
"175 yards, OK little fella. You my friend? Or are you my enemy? You are my friend, right? You are my ally. You are my associate, my personal assistant. You are my weapon. You are leaving.", Bill spoke before he swung his club and hit the golf ball.
"Oh. Great shot.", Michael grinned.
"Mmm. Nice shot, Mr Murray.", Stan congratulated as he clapped before Bill's ball landed far from the hole with Bill still hanging his golf club above his head.
"You can stop posing now. Good try.", Michael chuckled softly.
"Not bad. Not bad.", Larry spoke before he walked in next.
"Something for you to shoot at.", Bill spoke as he walked to Michael.
"Hit it good, Larry.", Michael spoke.
"Do my best.", Larry responded.
"It was a good shot.", Michael congratulated to Bill.
"Yeah, I know. Mike, I gotta ask you something. The NBA has to face reality. What's happening to these players is serious. They're gonna need some new players with talent, guys who are skilled but never really thought about a professional career before. You think I got a shot?", Bill asked before Michael only shook his head in reply.
"Come on, really?", Bill puzzled.
"No.", Michael responded.
"Don't kid me.", Bill responded.
"Listen, it's a man's game, and you can't play.", Michael responded.
"What if I tried really hard?", Bill asked.
"Can you keep it down? I'm trying to hit the ball.", Larry requested.
"It's because I'm white, isn't it?", Bill asked.
"No. Larry's white. So what?", Michael responded.
"Larry's not white, Larry's clear.", Bill retorted just as Larry hit the ball.
"You got it, Larry!", Bill spoke.
"Get inside this ball.", Michael spoke before Larry's ball landed near the hole and almost went in the hole.
"Whoa.", Stan spoke in surprise.
"You clowns can't beat that. It's the best shot I ever hit.", Larry spoke.
"You haven't been playing long.", Michael commented.
"It's a hall of fame shot.", Larry responded.
"Real nice shot, Mr. Bird.", Stan responded.
"Larry. please.", Larry responded.
"Nice shot, Mr. Larry.", Stan responded.
"Nice shot, Larry.", Bill added.
"You can do this. Don't be nervous. Don't be nervous. You can do this.", Stan assured to Michael.
"Larry, you feel that the NBA has to face reality, don't ya? It's just gotta start looking for some more dominant players in places they've never looked before.", Bill spoke to Larry.
"Just look at the ball. Visualize the shot where you want it to go.", Stan continued to Michael before he took the golf ball and pin.
"Right, right, right.", Michael responded.
"Be the ball. Be the ball.", Stan urged.
"Get off the tee.", Michael spoke annoyedly.
"All right.", Stan spoke before he got off.
"You can't jump.", Larry spoke to Bill.
"I... Yeah, go on.", Bill agreed.
"Close to the pin?", Michael asked.
"Close to the pin, for dinner?", Bill asked.
"Sounds good.", Larry agreed.
"I'll go close to the pin.", Bill spoke.
"I'll take some of that.", Larry spoke just as Michael looked at the ball, swung the club, and hit it in the air.
"That's not bad, Good shot.", Larry congratulated.
"Get down!", Michael spoke as he Looked on at the ball going down.
"Look at that. Look at that spin.", Michael added just as the ball landed on the ground before it was shown that underground, Bugs was using a magnet to lure the ball into the hole.
Michael and his friends then noticed the ball moving around.
"Come on.", Michael spoke.
"It is alive!", Bill spoke excitedly before the ball landed inside the hole, leaving Michael yelling in excitement while Larry, Bill, and Stan cheered for him.
"Yes! My first hole in one! Yes!", Michael shouted while giving Bill and Larry high-fives as they all chuckled as they went to see the hole to get the ball.
"Oh.", Bill spoke.
"Don't say this.", Larry spoke.
"Never seen one of these before.", Stan responded while Michael took the flag pole.
"Larry, nothing but the bottom of the cup.", Michael spoke.
"That's his ball too.", Bill added.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's my ball. Sorry.", Michael responded.
"Wait, wait, wait. Let me get a picture of this.", Stan spoke.
"You guys are jealous.", Michael commented.
"All right. Here we go. Now you're gonna smile. You reach in, you reach in for the ball, and then you smile , OK?", Stan suggested.
"Yes.", Michael responded as he leaned in and reached in for the ball.
"And you think, 'This is good.'", Stan continued.
"Just take the picture!", Michael urged.
"All right. OK.", Stan agreed.
Then, Michael put his hand in the golf hole and smiled for the camera. But before Stan could take a picture, a rope appeared from the hole, grabbed Michael's wrist, and quickly pulled him down the hole, making him lose his hat and one of his shoes in the process. Stan, Bill, and Larry both get then confused as the former looked from the hole and to the camera.
"What kind of camera is that?", Bill asked.
"It's just a...", Stan spoke before Bill grabbed the camera and tossed it away.
"Would you not point that at me, please? And close the lens caps!", Bill urged before walking away.
"I didn't do anything! I just took...", Stan began to interject before he stopped with Larry puzzled.
"Where'd he go?", Larry asked.