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Second 5v5 to 21 at Rucker Park I

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~~~(POV: Ulysses Kennedy)~~~

~~~(Date: September 25th, 2025)~~~

~~~(Time: 3:25 PM)~~~

~~~(Location: Rucker Park)~~~

I stand on the right-wing as this is the first possession of the second game. The man guarding me is pushing on me and trying to make sure he is like glue. I hold up my hand, indicating I want the pass and the point guard passes it to me. "You ain't scoring on me like you did to Lemar last game!" He has to talk loud due to the constant noise from the fans. Some of them are barking at him, and some are barking at me. I pivot in my spot a couple of times, and he is hand-checking me. Not that I care, it's streetball, after all.

I burst to his left and make my way towards the baseline, but he's pushing on my side, taking me out of bounds. I abruptly stop and stow the ball under my right leg as I attack his right side. The sudden change causes him to fall hard and twist his legs. I jump up and slam, dunk it as the pain is now open since no one want's to challenge me. I look towards the man I crossed hard, and he's still on the ground. I make my way towards the defensive end, and I'm nearly deaf from all the fans going crazy after that cross and dunk.

The man gets up and limps out of bounds. The other team calls a time-out. Yeah, I don't get time-out's in streetball either. His friends on the opposite team go and checks on him. I can't hear what they're saying, but it looks like he can't play anymore. His knees hurt too much. They turn towards the crowd, and another one of their friends comes out and subs in for the player I crossed hard. The score is now 2 to 0. I look towards the makeshift private section and see the reactions of the rappers and players that have come to watch.

I can see the worried expression on Ellie's face. It's for the man that I crossed and not me. I find it a little funny. Funnier than it should be to me. The other team gets their bearings and starts making their way down the court. Ending the time-out as they do. They refuse to pass the ball to the man I'm guarding. I'm okay with that. It was bound to happen. All these knuckleheads know for a fact I'm the real deal now and are going to take me seriously. They run a pretty shit play and have to take a bad wing shot. The rebound goes to my team's power forward.

He immediately passes it to me, and I bring it down the court. My defender is keeping a distance away from me. Not glued to me like the last guy. That's what caused him to get crossed so hard that he had to quit. I do some size-ups and probe the defense of the new guy that's guarding me. He's not taking my jump shot threat seriously, so I pull up from 28 feet and sink the shot. Making the score 5 to 0. This is starting to look like the last game. The crowd is getting bigger and louder as time goes on.

My team quickly makes it on defense, and I full-court press their point guard. Getting a steal before he can pass half-court. The crowd is going nuts. While the home players that call this court their's are bitching. I'm glad the cops are running security. I dribble smoothly towards the basket, and I jump. Turning my body as I do. I perform a 360 before slamming it down. The whole area goes crazy at the 360 dunk. I look towards the sidelines, and I see people howling. The private section has rappers and players doing the same thing. This is more fun than I thought it'd be. The score is now 7 to 0.

The other team already looks defeated. However, they gather their energy and inbound the ball. This time I don't full-court press them. The point guard lobs it up to their power forward, and he slams down a dunk himself. Making the score 7 to 2. The crowd goes crazy for that play too. My team's center grabs the ball and heads out of bounds to inbound it to me. I grab it and bring it down the court. I'm enjoying this more than I thought I would. While it isn't as fun as an actual game, it still is fun.

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