God of basketball

Previously

…As Alex walked out of the coach’s office, the hallway no longer felt empty and forlorn. It felt like a path, a pathway leading him back to himself. He didn't head for the locker room to pack up his gear. Instead, he found himself walking towards the gym, the familiar squeak of his sneakers now sounding like a promise. He pushed open the heavy doors, and the vast, empty space of the basketball court stretched before him, bathed in the warm, golden light of the setting sun. The hoops stood tall, waiting, and for the first time in a long time, Alex felt a genuine, unburdened excitement. He walked towards the center of the court, a single basketball in his hands, ready to rediscover the joy.