The air filled with a thick stench, Ryan felt a bit sick,
"What have I done?" He almost shouted, stumbling. Chad caught him,
"Calm down, your going to hurt yourself" he laughed. Ryan steadied himself,
"Ok, I'm ok" he said, more to himself than to Chad.
Then, without knowing what he was really doing, Ryan scooped up the basketball, now in one piece, and ran towards the nearest bin,
"No, what are you doing? Ryan!" Chad ran after him, but just as he reached the bin, something changed. He carried on running until he reached the basketball court, he hurled it at the basket. By this time Chad had caught up, he caught the ball laughing and handed it back to Ryan.
He aimed again but before he could shoot Chad interrupted him,
"Bend your legs a little more, and change the way you're holding the ball, it'll make it a lot easier"
He walked up to Ryan and helped him reposition his arm.
"There, now shoot" they pushed the ball upwards together. It hit the backboard and fell through the basket.
When it fell they both ran to catch it, they ran around the court laughing.
