"Come on Tyler! Pick up the pace! You got two more months until the draft and you are
trying to get the highest pick." I was doing full court layups. I swear I've been
doing this for a hour at least. " One more; finish strong." I decided to end the drill with
an one-handed dunk. As I landed, you could see the sweat rolling from my head.
"Alright man. Hit the showers and be back by this time tomorrow." My trainer stayed
on my ass everyday. Probably because he is my uncle. He know damn well I ain't taking
no shower at school.
My name is Tyler Ennis. I'm 6'2 mixed canadian. I'm 20 years old and in about two
months, I'm gonna be on my Drake status. I attended Syracuse University for a year
until I declared for the NBA draft where the best college basketball players will be
selected by an NBA team and sign a contract worth millions.
I'm expected to go high in the first round. The higher pick, the more money. Thats all I
am really worried about in my first few years. Coming from a struggling family, I use to
only have my looks. But then, Syracuse changed that. All nike everything. From shoes
to draws. Now I want to get rich quick so if I ever get hurt and my career is ended, I
still got my money.
Now enough with the intro, let's enter story mode.
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The Dream
RandomLife as a famous talented basketball player isn't all fun when the same thing that got you successful in one place fails you in another.
