Post 11

It's senior year. It's the last game of the season. Jesse puts on his basketball jersey and ties his Nike shoes for the last time. Tonight, two teams battle for the championship title. The two teams are also in a long rivalry, so tensions run high. After a few minutes of warm ups and the reading of the starting line-ups, the whistle blows. The clock starts. The game begins. The game remains close, with the score being tied 32-32 at halftime. Each team goes into the locker room, and go through the same routine they've gone through all season. Jesse knows he needs to step up for his team. He knows that this game, this night, is his last chance. The game resumes and the intense battle continues. The clock is running down. The score is 51-50, with Jesse's team behind. The clock keeps running, with ten seconds left. Calling for the ball wildly, Jesse gets the ball in his hands with two seconds left on the clock. He shoots. The ball floats in the air with a beautiful arch. It comes down, rolls around the rim, and falls out. The buzzer sounds. The final score is 51-50, and Jesse doesn't get that championship title.