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Rebound: A 2nd Chance

“I'll just force them to recognize and respect the blood and sweat that I'm dripping on the hardwood. Because I don't hold anything back. I leave everything out on the court." -Jason Yang. Ever since one fateful moment Jason had been hooked to basketball. The phrase “Ball is life” couldn’t be anymore true for Jason. He wasn’t born with any god given talent nor did he posses the body of a natural born athlete. The only thing Jason could rely on was his unbreakable will. But after ten years of not being able to make the jump to the professional level doubts begin to crawl into Jason’s mind for the first time. Just as he was at a turning point in his life Jason dies only to find that he has woken up twenty years in the past. Can he utilize his years of experience and the skills he developed as a collegiate player to make it to the professional level in this second chance at life? - - - Updates: I try for one chapter a day but sometimes life happens. Follow me on Instagram thegaji. I'll post previews for the next chapter as well post any updates if things happen. Shout outs to Kiiara who helped me by making this awesome cover for the story. If you like romance novels then check her story out :The Days When I’m With You. If you want to join a discord server where you can talk about Jaya's journey our basketball in general then join us. https://discord.gg/3EycZz33EQ

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Coach Swendel: part-2

After walking out of the frame of the video Coach Swendel walked up to the person holding his cellphone as he disconnected the video call.

The person that had been acting as his camera man was actually a pimple faced teenager with oily hair and baggy clothes.

Coach Swendel pulled out his wallet and took out a five dollar bill "Here you go. Thanks for being my camera guy Clark.

But what was with the speech? Don't you think it was too emotional? I feel like we should have gone for something more sophisticated and smart sounding."

The teenager named Clark pushed his oily hair away from his forehead to wipe some of the sweat off "Hey you gave me an hour and ten bucks. That was the best I could come up with.

Now where's the rest of the money? You said I would get another ten for being your camera guy for the interview."