Second 5v5 to 21 at Rucker Park II

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

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

~~~(Time: 3:33 PM)~~~

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

I'm the only one scoring right now, and I think it'd be nice to involve my teammates more. I cross half court, and I calmly dribble it up to the top of the three-point line. My matchup stops me from going any further and starts hand-checking me.

I look around, and my teammates are just waiting for me to make a play and score. I want to involve them, but they just want me to score and do everything. I sigh and back away from the defender a little. I lean forward, creating momentum for my dribble moves, and I perform a nasty sham god.

My defender puts both his hands on the ground, and I pass him easily. One of his teammates guarding one of the perimeter players on my team leaves his matchup and comes to help. I fake a shot and instead make a perfect pass to the free defender, and he takes a jump shot a little bit behind the wing.

The shot goes in, and the crowd cheers for him. I've broken a lot of ankles already, and I'm more than excited that it's recorded. It's going on the internet for the whole world to see. A person of my height and build is moving and playing like a guard.

I can play any position, really, and play however I want. I refuse to play the center position, though. I'm not taking on that garbage time. Even though I'd still get the ball, I feel the most comfortable in the Small forward position.

My team switches back on defense, and the score is now 10 to 2. I guard my matchup as they bring the ball down the court and the point guard takes a bad shot right at the top of the three-point line. It goes off the backboard and in. That makes the score 10 to 5. Mauch of the crowd is barking about he didn't call backboard.

He doesn't care, though. That's the mentality that Lemar should've had. Now he's waiting on the sidelines, getting chewed out by his friends. Giving him a hard time on his performance. The man that I broke so hard he had to quit is also getting chewed out.

My team inbounds it to me, and I want to end this game as fast as possible now. I dribble it past the half-court line, and I move forward a little more. I pull up from 35 and sink the shot. Nothing but net. That's 13 to 5. They inbound it, but I full-court press the point guard. He tries to pass it out.

He throws it out of bounds, and the crowd is making a ruckus. I get the ball from my team's inbound on the offensive half, and I immediately take a jump shot from 26 feet and sink it too. Making the score 16 to 5.

The home crowd that wants to defend the court is completely flabbergasted. They will never be at my level. The opposing team inbounds the ball, and I intercept a bad pass to the corner. I immediately start a fastbreak, and I heat check and pull up from 30. I get a perfect swish, and the crowd goes crazy.

That makes the score 19 to 5. In the span of 25 seconds, I crushed them, and they look ready to just give up. They inbound the ball, and they toss it to their shooting guard hoping for something, but he airballs. The crowd is making them feel worse, and I can't help chuckling a little. I'm not even sweating, and they are trying their hardest.

I get the ball and decide to end the game on a high note. I stop at half court and hit a moving three. The crowd goes nuts, and the opposing team quickly leaves the court. Trying to get the cameras out of their faces.

That ended the game 22 to 5. I make my way towards the sidelines and private area where Ellie is, but I'm stopped by many fans and reporters shoving their cameras and phones in my face. I have to push through them gently, and they don't make it easy.

I enter the safety of the private area, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I'll let them figure out who has next. "How about a one on one?" I raise my head towards Lebron, and I can't help my excitement. He's retired now, and I find it incredibly respectful he's offering. I nod my head.