The Red Walverine

Jarrin stretched and bent sideways, slightly curving his arms and spine. Then he walked calmly over to a freethrow line. A leather basket ball was waiting. It wasn't one of the lumpy rubber ones the little kids would kick across the court. This was game ball quality. He caught it one last time and held it squared hi feet with his shoulders, checked his hand placement and then looked up to the goal. In one smooth motion, he sprang upward, without letting his feet leave the floor, with his legs locked in tight perpendicular form. The ball launched into the air in a perfect dark then it plummeted down to the earth below. Swish, nothing but net

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