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... pushed the ball past half court, low dribble, eyes scanning.
The Boulders’ point guard was right there with him—shadowing every move. There was no daylight, no breathing room beyond the arc now. They’d learned their lesson.
Crossover. Stutter step. Behind the back. Ryan threw every trick he had at the defender, trying to crack the armor. Nothing worked. The defense stuck to him like glue, refusing to bite.
He had to give it up.
The Roarers swung the ball around t ...
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