Monday, March 31, 2014
Hoops Armageddon
Time for Ruck's famous move.
Dribbling the ball across the key and floating it up
towards the hoop. Usually.
But, the game has lost urgency since the other players
suddenly gone, spectators too.
Moreover the ball has grown several sizes and will hardly
fit the basket. Yet he keeps dribbling, it resounding hugely in
the empty amphitheater.
When he finally lets it go, looks the size of a Volkswagen as
it crashes though twin exit doors and water rushes in.
Rucks flees to the balcony where the onlookers have left scraps of
food. Even the waxed paper and styrofoam trays have retained
some flavor.
How to renegotiate his contract now? Never the thinking man’s
player, he nonetheless went at everything hard.
Thus, thought will not defeat him either, nor this temporary...
whatever it is.
He sang Look For the Silver Lining and it made him feel better, even while shivering.
Why not You’ll Never Walk Alone? (Coach insisting “We win as a team!”) Personal preference.
Though no team without him. Even his enemies in the press
admit that.
“If I’m the last man left in the world I’ll be proud of that too!”
he informs the jazzy scoreboard running a slide show of his career just before it explodes.
Labels: basketball, End of the World, hoops, lonely
