He was just another fan, another voice in the crowd. But when he watched Kyrie's 3 pointer airline towards the basket or Lebron's hand reach up towards the rim like the final score of space jam, he felt like he belonged, like he was where he should always be and that he didn't want this moment to end.
But the week past swiftly on and the next day he would be back on the plain headed for England.
Ricky Griffin was 15. He had Blond hair, broad shoulders and long arms and legs. He had always loved basketball and the NBA. Ever since was able to walk. Other boys liked soccer. But not him or his group of friends. They were the minority that where inder visuals. Basketball was the fastest growing sport. Why not? All you need is a hoop and a flat surface to get a game underway.
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Dream Chaser 25
General FictionBy Patrick Ambrose Ricky Griffin has a dream of becoming a world class basketball player in the NBA. He has potential to go all the way but with the struggles he faces leading up to his chance, will he succeed? The day grew older and thoughts spiral...
