The night of my basketball game, the final four. The finals are the most important part of basketball.We were facing our hardest competition yet, Virginia. I have a career high of 28 points, 8 assits, and 13 rebounds. Rozel had 15 poinnts , 10 assits, and 2 rebounds. Shawn had 12 points, and only 4 assist. The final score of the game was 75-73 Alabama had won the semifinal round for the first time ever. I had hit the game winning shot with the pass from Shawn. The NCAA National Championship Game will be April 6, 2019. I will be the only freshmen in histroy to lead Alabama to the championship game. #4 Alabama vs. #1 Kentucky, ESPN already said we had no shot of beating them. I trained all night in the gym yesterday, nut can't shaked the feeling of what everybody is saying about this game. I decided to go to Shawn's party instead of training that night. As i arrived at his house, you can already hear all my friends there. Everybody there was drinkiing and smoking but knowing me I decided to stay sober and not smoke. The only thing i decided not to do was leave the girls that was there alone. I didn't want to risk anything with the game only 3 weeks away, I left alone that morning. Before school went to visit the graveyard to see my little cousin who died by a single gun shot wound to the back. As I was traveling home from school I got this death threat. "If you dear to think about playing against Kentucky , you will die just like your cousin did". I was determind to find out who wrote that note but i will need a little help so i called the bros. The "bros" is a grouped i assemble with my closet friends. Everybody called it a gang but i didn't see it as one. We had this one code, always have each other back no matter what. There were ten of us in the group: Shawn, JB, Jeremiah, Rozel, K-dot, Kyle, Mat, Key, Jay, and myself. After i explained the note to them , they was insisting on finding this person and dealing with him. I was cool with it but we couldn't find any trace of him. I couldn't focus too much on him and focus my attention on the game. I went to the gym and trained for hours. I felt that I was prepared for that game and nothing could stop me. The game was in eight days and i called a very close friend of mine to help me train, Kevin Durant. Dwayne was out of town at the moment. I couldn't get my mind off that note though. After leaving the gym with KD, a black van pulled up. Six dudes hopped out with black masks on. Before i could pull my phone out to contact the bros I was jumped. Blood shot out my nose with a steel pipe to my face. I tried my best to fight back but the odds was stacked against me. As the guys that jumped me was entering in the van, one guy decided to take his mask off. With the little vision i had i was able to see who he was. The all star point guard for Kentucky , Kevin Williams. Kevin was the person who sent that note and the person who murderd my little cousin.
