Crossing The Line
Ethan took it to the hoop, switched directions quick to dodge the defender, and laid it in soft off the backboard.
Score.
They kept building the lead—six points, then eight, then ten. The other team fought back hard, got it close again with two minutes left, but Ethan and Marcus weren’t letting it slip.
Last play. Game tied.
Ethan brought the ball up. Marcus moved to the middle, raised his hand for the ball. Ethan passed it to him. Marcus faked like he was going to shoot, made the defender jump, then softly floated the ball toward the rim.
It hung there for what felt like forever.
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