Forest Possession.
Elijah dribbled up, signaling a horns set — Kael and Micah rose to the elbows. Jeremy Park switched stances, reading the formation.
Louie crouched low on defense, eyes locked on Elijah's hips.
Kael darted down for a back screen Elijah used it, curling wide.
But Louie didn't chase the ball…
He jumped the passing lane.
Kael turned too late.
TAP!
Louie's right hand deflected the pass then in one motion, he snagged it out of midair, flicking it behind his back to himself while turning.
"STOLEN!"
The gym cracked open with cheers.
Louie sprinted, two steps ahead of the pack.
A defender cut him off at the wing.
Louie slowed dragged his right foot behind the left in a smooth gather ste then hard step-back dribble to the corner.
The crowd held its breath.
Quick set shot.
No jump. Just rhythm.
Net. Only net.
36 – 30.
Forest tried to inbound fast.
But Louie was already there.
