God of basketball

Previously

…The game began. And for Alex, the world outside the court ceased to exist. It was just the ball, the players, the rhythm of the game, and the quiet, unwavering voice within him that said, Play. He drove, he passed, he shot. He felt the familiar joy of the game surge through him, a pure, unadulterated elation. He was no longer a rookie sensation; he was just Alex, playing the game he loved. And in that moment, that was more than enough.