The game was intense, the score was already 10-13 it was scary. The other team had a good offense but a HORRIBLE defense, I laughed at that. We were winning. The Warhawks were winning. The stats were amazing.
B. F. S. P.
Smith M. 2. 0. 6. 4
High A. 0. 2. 4. 0
Rolling C. 2. 1. 2. 4
Campbell B. 1. 3. 2. 2
Ferinde A. 1. 0. 1. 3.
Our stats were one of the best, but by half time we were down by 6, there was a chance to come back. But only a slight one. And it scared me. I looked in the crowed to see Ashley staring at the scores board and then glanced down at me.
I loved her. I still do. I was just nervous as hell.
I had some good plays but they weren't enough, we lost by 2 goddamn points. I was so ashamed and cried on the way home.
But I still got that kiss and dinner!!! Heh ;)!
YOU ARE READING
The deciding shot
Historia CortaThis is a story about basketball, romance, tragedy, and hope.