What Happens Next...
It's the quarter-final game and I'm playing on the BIG court. Every step I take is painful. I have Osgood Schlatters and the pain is radiating up to my knee like a bolt of lightening. I block it out because we are up 1 possession and with only 45 seconds remaining in the game. I don't want to let my team down...and there is a sea of collegiate scouts I need to impress.
Coach calls a timeout and draws up an offensive set on the white board. Of course, he puts me at a different position, “Alex, you have a mismatch. So after you inbound the ball, you’ll start at the high wing and wait for flex cut from Marelle after you set a pic for Sarah. You understand?” I’m tongue tied. I’m thinking, “Yes, I got about 45% of what you said”. Before I know it, the referee blows his whistle. It's game time..
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