Grit
Once again Jason was standing on the familiar grounds of the Pauley Pavilion. Their was a tangible excitement floating in the air as Jason took in the sight.
His hair was tied up into a man bun as he wore the headband that Kyle's mom had made. It had become a tradition of sorts to wear it to all of their games ever since they received them.
Jason redid the laces on his shoes as he sat on the bench. He stood up and checked the bottom of his sneakers with his hands.
He was checking to make sure that their traction was still good 'Damn! This is a new pair and the bottoms are already wearing out.
Guess I can't be too surprised. I always put a good amount of mileage on all of my shoes.' Jason then began to stretch.
After a few minutes of stretching he made his way to portion of the court where the other guys from Jefferson were warming up.
Everyone extended their fist out as they saw Jason walking over. Jason bumped their fists back with his own.