Post by theexcellence on Apr 18, 2022 15:33:40 GMT
(Scene - Basketball court at a YMCA in Sacramento)
Jermaine dribbles the basketball atop the 3 point line as Zabian guards him. Attempting a cross over, Jermaine looks at the rim as Zabian simply slides his feet across. Remaining in front of this man - or so he though. Jermaine deftly spine around him and drives to the rim, finishing with a nice and soft lay up before Zabian can make the block. Hearing the sound of the ball hitting the backboard then dropping into the net, Jermaine turns to Zabian and laughs.
JF- Man, you slippin'. I know it ain't been that easy for you to be fooled when we play on the streets.
Zabian laughs as Jermaine playfully slaps him.
JF: You gotta hustle man. It's like coach said. No hustle, no hooping.
ZW- I'm trying man. You got me good, I won't front.
Jermaine's right eyebrow raises.
JF- Don't lie. I know what it's like when you tryin'. That wasn't you tryin'. Anyway, I'll take the 50 though.
ZW- IIght. I'll hook you up when we get to the car.
Jermaine smiles, as Zabian thinks about his words. Specifically about how he didn't think that was really Zabian trying.
ZW- You right though. I've been slipping. Gotta get back into shape for real.
JF- No doubt. I need you to be at your peak for the rec season.
Jermaine then stops himself, almost letting something else slip during his pep talk. Noticing, Zabian raises his eyebrow, curious as to what his friend is withholding from him.
ZW- What's up?
JF- Huh? What you mean, what's up?
Zabian holds the look.
ZW- Come on man. I know you hidin' some juicy info. You ain't hold your words before like this.
Jermaine laughs. He should have known nothing would get past the eagle eyes --- or well, in this case, eagle ears of Zabian. Lifting his right hand, he wipes his brow before placing it back by his side and looking at his best friend once more.
JF- You right. I also signed us up for a wrestling company.
ZW- Wait, you mean like what we been doing on 2K?
Jermaine tries to prevent his eyes from rolling, though it's an apt comparison.
JF_ Yep. Except this is an actual promotion and not just a virtual one. It's called the IIW and they're based in England. So, means we can get them frequent flyer points up and stamps on our passports.
ZW- Yea boy. Let's go this. We ain't hiding from anyone.
JF- You know it. We running up that damn chimney.
The 2 then high five one another, before doing a chest bump.
JF- Let's hit the showers then go home. We gotta make sure we good to go when our number's called. They don't know what they got comin'.
ZW- True that fam.
The 2 then head off to hit the showers.
FADE
(Scene- Jermaine's House. Sacramento, CA)
Jermaine, alone this time, sits on his chair. A beer in his right hand and a bag next to him. The result of starting his packing for their trip to England. Something he didn't think he would be doing - and especially not for wrestling. It's not that he hasn't been interested in wrestling. He has. Just that he never thought he would be making it in the sport.
JF- The excellence is about to hit them like a storm. I hope IIW ready because we ain't coming just to be there. We want not just any smoke you may have, but we want your gold too. We want to show why excellence ain't just a name when it comes to Zabian and I. It's who we are. It's how we live our lives.
Pushing his sunglasses up, he flashes his pearly white teeth with a smile.
JF- We really 'bout that life. Y'all ain't ready.
FADE.
END.
Jermaine dribbles the basketball atop the 3 point line as Zabian guards him. Attempting a cross over, Jermaine looks at the rim as Zabian simply slides his feet across. Remaining in front of this man - or so he though. Jermaine deftly spine around him and drives to the rim, finishing with a nice and soft lay up before Zabian can make the block. Hearing the sound of the ball hitting the backboard then dropping into the net, Jermaine turns to Zabian and laughs.
JF- Man, you slippin'. I know it ain't been that easy for you to be fooled when we play on the streets.
Zabian laughs as Jermaine playfully slaps him.
JF: You gotta hustle man. It's like coach said. No hustle, no hooping.
ZW- I'm trying man. You got me good, I won't front.
Jermaine's right eyebrow raises.
JF- Don't lie. I know what it's like when you tryin'. That wasn't you tryin'. Anyway, I'll take the 50 though.
ZW- IIght. I'll hook you up when we get to the car.
Jermaine smiles, as Zabian thinks about his words. Specifically about how he didn't think that was really Zabian trying.
ZW- You right though. I've been slipping. Gotta get back into shape for real.
JF- No doubt. I need you to be at your peak for the rec season.
Jermaine then stops himself, almost letting something else slip during his pep talk. Noticing, Zabian raises his eyebrow, curious as to what his friend is withholding from him.
ZW- What's up?
JF- Huh? What you mean, what's up?
Zabian holds the look.
ZW- Come on man. I know you hidin' some juicy info. You ain't hold your words before like this.
Jermaine laughs. He should have known nothing would get past the eagle eyes --- or well, in this case, eagle ears of Zabian. Lifting his right hand, he wipes his brow before placing it back by his side and looking at his best friend once more.
JF- You right. I also signed us up for a wrestling company.
ZW- Wait, you mean like what we been doing on 2K?
Jermaine tries to prevent his eyes from rolling, though it's an apt comparison.
JF_ Yep. Except this is an actual promotion and not just a virtual one. It's called the IIW and they're based in England. So, means we can get them frequent flyer points up and stamps on our passports.
ZW- Yea boy. Let's go this. We ain't hiding from anyone.
JF- You know it. We running up that damn chimney.
The 2 then high five one another, before doing a chest bump.
JF- Let's hit the showers then go home. We gotta make sure we good to go when our number's called. They don't know what they got comin'.
ZW- True that fam.
The 2 then head off to hit the showers.
FADE
(Scene- Jermaine's House. Sacramento, CA)
Jermaine, alone this time, sits on his chair. A beer in his right hand and a bag next to him. The result of starting his packing for their trip to England. Something he didn't think he would be doing - and especially not for wrestling. It's not that he hasn't been interested in wrestling. He has. Just that he never thought he would be making it in the sport.
JF- The excellence is about to hit them like a storm. I hope IIW ready because we ain't coming just to be there. We want not just any smoke you may have, but we want your gold too. We want to show why excellence ain't just a name when it comes to Zabian and I. It's who we are. It's how we live our lives.
Pushing his sunglasses up, he flashes his pearly white teeth with a smile.
JF- We really 'bout that life. Y'all ain't ready.
FADE.
END.