Moment of Pain

The squeaking of sneakers on the freshly waxed gym floor filled the air. Cheers from the crowd seem distant as I focused on the orange and black sphere floating from player to player. Muscles in my legs are on fire from the running as I stand in my defensive position. The tall lanky girl raises the ball above her head and leaves her hands like rock from a catapult. It slams the glass backboard; my …

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