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The stage is set. Welcome to Spring Break. What a doozy we have to kick things off. A true barnburner. This guy was a fringe player sitting on the bubble during the fall semester but has really heated up as of late. He’s certainly not the biggest in the game, but there’s no doubting his heart. Real high motor. He lays it all on the line — one game and one play at a time. You can see it in his eyes. He wants it, and that’s why he’s in the big dance.
Look at the kid make his move. He’s going to want to play an up-tempo game and get points in transition. That’s his wheelhouse and it’ll even the playing field with superior talent.
Now he’s taking it to the rack. A kiss off the glass. What a smooch. Oh no. He lost the handle.
Boom goes the dynamite. Heartbreak city.
You really have to question her shot selection. The black mid-calf socks are a clear indication of the young fella’s inexperience. A diaper dandy. Lack of preparation on her end and poor execution all around. She’s going to need a timeout to stop the bleeding. It doesn’t appear he’ll be cutting down the nets anytime soon.
Rejected, and the clock strikes midnight for this Cinderella. You have to feel for the kid: going from hero to goat in the matter of seconds. But when you mess around with fire, you’re eventually going to get burnt. You play above the rim, you come crashing down — HARD. This could haunt him for a long time. Let’s see if he’s able to handle the adversity, learn from his miscues, and bounce back stronger next year. There are no such things as moral victories, but he certainly has a high ceiling.
The big man going coast to coast, slashes through the paint, hammers it in, and brings down the house with no regard for human life. A monster jam. Hello. We just saw a man take flight and leave the building. Scratch that — the stratosphere.
He’s got an open look. Penetrates, takes it to the rack, and buries the trifecta. He’s been unconscious. Automatic. Red-hot. Pure money. Lights outs.
Big time players make big time plays, and this guy just gets buckets. Keep feeding the kid.
Shut it down. Let’s go home..