The next Crown possession ended in a contested miss. Peak secured the rebound. Zack immediately pushed the pace. This time, Devon picked Stan up on the wing and stayed attached to him throughout the possession.
The ball swung to Marcus. Marcus attacked the paint. The defense collapsed. He kicked the ball back out. Stan caught it with Devon's hand directly in his face.
He pump-faked. Devon bit instantly. The senior left his feet. Stan drove. One step. Two. The lane opened. A help defender slid over.
For a split second, dunking was an option. Stan dismissed it immediately. He still wasn't comfortable unleashing his full explosiveness around ordinary players.
Instead, he adjusted in midair and laid the ball softly off the glass, absorbing contact as Devon recovered and crashed into him from behind.
The whistle shrieked. And one.
The Peak bench erupted. Zack was already halfway onto the court before the assistant coach grabbed him. Marcus clapped both hands together.
