"I’d reach for the ball, and it just…wouldn’t be there. I’d stumble sideways, eyes wide, arms flailing, shoes squeaking like a disoriented children’s party clown"
Hoop Screams
Hoop Screams
Hoop Screams
"I’d reach for the ball, and it just…wouldn’t be there. I’d stumble sideways, eyes wide, arms flailing, shoes squeaking like a disoriented children’s party clown"