This was the final shot of the game, as the buzzer was about to go off. If I sunk the basket, we were going to the play-offs, and my son was going to be shot by the criminals holding him hostage. If I missed, I'd be hated, but my son would be safe.
It's hard to shoot a ball and not make it obvious you're trying to miss, so I aimed at the rim.
It hit, bouncing straight up...
And then the defence, trying to swat it away, sent it through.
Because there's more than one criminal betting scam going...
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