He drove hard into the paint. The defender rose like a mountain, arms outstretched to swat the ball into the third row. Leo took off from the dotted line, eyes locked on the rim. In that split second, time stretched. He wasn't just jumping; he was soaring.
With ten seconds left, a stray pass skipped off a defender's fingertips. Leo didn't think; he lunged. He snatched the ball at mid-court, the leather tacky against his palms. The path to the hoop was guarded by a defender nearly a foot taller than him. A Slam Dunk Shorty-29122022_720p.mp4
It was the final minute of the regional qualifiers. Westview was down by one. The crowd was a wall of noise, and the air was thick with the desperate hope of a comeback. Leo was subbed in for his speed, tasked with harassing the opposing point guard. He drove hard into the paint