10 seconds left.
Commentator 1: "With only 10 seconds left on the clock, will Antanas Knighthood be able to knock down the game winning shot in order to win the championship game for his team?!"
Commentator 2:" I don't know, but knowing him, we all know he's fearless and he will do it!"
Commentator 1:" Main reason why he's called that, and here he is nearing the half court line!"
As the two commentators conversed, Antanas proceeded to accelerate towards the three point line. His body felt exhausted, and sweat dropped down his very brow as his eyes were fixated onto the basket. Passing the ball to one of his teammates, then spinning off of a screen.
7.5 seconds left
Coming off the screen the ball is passed to him. And with two people coming forward and trying to trap him. He sees that his teammate in the post is open, but unfortunately he wasn't able to pass it because of the trap and the excessive amount of waving in his face.
"No one else is open. What am I supposed to do?!"
Briefly looking to the clock, I saw that there was only seconds left. Looking to my team mates, and listening to the crowd roar in my ears. Bursting forward and hitting a sham god complimented by a behind the back crossover, and a quick spin move as I moved through the trap. I then performed a step back behind the 3 pt. line, fading away and shooting the ball at a high arc towards the basket, watching as it whisked through the air. While the time on the clock just clicked away...
3...2..1..
SWISH!
Right as the ball went through the basket, the buzzer sounded, signaling the end of the game. I listened as the crowd roared and my teammates started celebrating with me. Lifting me up and getting high fives from everywhere. I could hear the announcer yelling over the mic
"AND THE EAST SIDE PANTHERS HAVE WON THE STATE CHAMPIONSHIP FOR THE FOURTH TIME IN A ROW, 89 - 86!!! AMAZING!!"
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Shortly after the celebration, the team went and stood on the platform they set up after the game. The announcer began to announce the MVP of the game,
"And the MVP is.. Antanas Knighthood ! With 42 points, 7 assists, 4 steals, and 10 rebounds!"
I felt happy while I was announced as the MVP. I just wanted to get it over with though, cause I got stuff to do.
Time passed and I was getting back into my regular clothes. Cleaning myself up too. While everyone else left, I pull my backpack on but I feel like someone is behind me.
"How are you going to have a good game, and not even say hi to your best friend?"
I'd recognize that voice from anywhere.
"Lesa?"
I asked as I turned around, finding my best friend smiling like an idiot. Licking my lips in anticipation.
"Of course Antan, I wouldn't miss your big game for anything.."
She said as she walked up and hugged me. I don't know why she was even here, I thought she couldn't come because of family issues. Makes me wonder even more. Didn't even think she'd be in the stands.
While she let go, she says
"You're probably wondering why I'm here..."
"Yuh, I am," I replied.
Ironic.
"Well..", she continued, "I came here to tell you that I'm staying for good. I got a good paying job and I start tomorrow, I want to see you enter the NBA draft soon. I believe you'll make it somewhere."
"Well, that's great actually!" I exclaimed out of shock.
"Why?" she asks.
"Because the draft starts tomorrow, I know it's a weird date to set for a draft.. but.. I'm anxious to see what team decides to pick me up."
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FanfictionA story about a bit aspiring to become the greatest Point Guard in NBA history.
