by Fresh8 on Sat Jul 29, 2006 10:03 pm
Chapter 19 - Part One
The ball went up and Rocky Akonnor got to it first. He tipped it forward into the hands of Tyson who squared up to face the hoop and waited for his team mates to get into position. He then passed the ball across the court to their point guard Marcus Kemp and cut in, towards the basket. Kemp passed to the cutting Tyson but the ball was stolen by Chara. Chara handed it off to his big man Andy Kloss in front of him and sprinted down to begin the fast break. Kloss passed to Duke shooting guard Fitzy Mercer who dribbled towards half way and threw the ball in front of Chara. Chara picked the ball up on his way to the basket and dunked it for the game’s first points. It was game time!
Sit was on his feet cheering, waving his tie in the air. Flo and Mark looked at him and shook their heads as Sit had told them to act professional. Moses Chara had just scored on a mid range jump shot and Sit booed loudly, ripping off his jacket and jumping up and down.
“Hey Sit,” Flo shouted, “Calm down. You said we have to act professional tonight?”
“Did I?” Sit screamed back.
Mark yelled at him, “Sit down you fool!”
The two tried to grab him before Sit took a step back and walked into the chair in front of him. Sit tumbled backwards and landed in the next row down. He looked like he was out of it.
“Crazy Asian,” Andrew Watson laughed as Flo and Mark looked in horror.
The game was a fast paced affair with Duke quickly staying ahead of their opposition. The game clock showed that there was 15 minutes left in the first half and Duke was already leading 13-7. The Tar Heels called a time out and Roy Williams shouted at his players’ lack of defensive intensity. They were letting Moses Chara walk all over them.
“We must not let these guys get easy buckets,” Williams said, “Ty, I want you to take him. No more lazy defence!”
Tyson nodded and the players put their hands in the middle of the huddle, “Tar Heels!”
At the other bench, Coach K was happy with the start of the game, “Moses, make sure you dump it down low to our big men ok?”
Moses nodded, “Yes coach! Ok guys, we can win this!”
“Duke!”
The players returned to the coach as Roy Williams looked over at Coach K. Williams could see how calm and composed the other man was and wished he could be feeling the same way. If only he had trusted his big men more, he could tell the team to utilise Akonnor’s size more.
“Let’s go Tar Heels!” shouted Kemp who clapped and high fived with his team mates on the court.
The ref blew his whistle and the game started once more. Tyson passed to Kemp at half way who took the ball up to the perimeter. Mercer spotted Akonnor in the paint and passed into him. Akonnor was wide open but opted to pass out to Tyson who put up a jumper. His jumper bricked and the rebound was taken by Chara who immediately put the ball onto the floor and led the fast break. He was lightning quick and found himself in the open court with Fitzy Mercer quickly following him. Chara was just in front of the free throw line when he threw the ball off the backboard. Mercer came flying in and grabbed the ball in mid air and finished off with a windmill jam.
“That was huge!” shouted a Duke senior on the bench as everyone was celebrating the play.
Chara pointed at Mercer and Mercer pointed back before the two set up the full court press. Akonnor took the ball up and inbounded to Kemp who tried to do a flashy crossover to get past Duke’s Mercer. Mercer waited for Kemp to spin before stealing the ball from behind and pushing it ahead. He was at the three point line and threw it up. Chara was in the air and took the ball down for an alley-oop. The Duke bench began waving their towels again and shouting out in joy.
The same senior who had been cheering before was going crazy, “Man, I love it! We’re awesome!”
It wasn’t long before Tyson missed another shot on the other end and Duke came running back down and Chara got another easy lay up.
Chara back pedalled down the court, shrugging his shoulders and yelling to the Duke bench, “It’s too easy!”
With Duke up 19-7 and with 11 minutes left, the game was beginning to get away from North Carolina. Duke went on with their hot streak and after another five minutes, they were up 36-16. With a 20 point lead, the Duke team began to slow down and play their bench. Tyson shook his head during a timeout. His team struggling to keep up and he had done little more than score 3 points on 1 for 7 shooting.
“Ty, get your ass on the court and work it damn it!” Williams shouted at the freshman.
Tyson shook his head again, he felt like he was about to die right there and then. He didn’t want to be playing the game anymore.
There were only a handful of minutes left in the first half. Duke was up 42-25 as Sit returned to his seat with bandages on his head.
“First aid here sucks,” Sit complained, “I had to wait for them to take their time with some dude who stabbed himself with a pencil.”
“Nerds shouldn’t be allowed at games,” Flo said, shaking his head.
Sit looked at the scoreboard and then down at the court, “Damn, UNC’s getting hammered.”
Andrew Watson nodded, “Yes they are. And boss, Moses Chara’s stats are 18 points, 6 rebounds, 4 assists and 2 blocks.”
Mark was impressed, “Wow, you are a good stat keeper. What about Tyson’s?”
Watson then read from his paper, “7 points, 2 rebounds and 4 turnovers.”
“Ouch,” Flo said, “I think we know who the better of the two is.”
Watson then stated, “I’ve also counted that Tyson has made around 7 mistakes that have led to 16 points.”
Sit nodded, “Good man, keep up the good work!”
“Do I get paid yet?” Watson asked.
Srbija then jabbed him in the back with his taser and Watson yelled in pain, “What was that for?”
Srbija shrugged, “Felt like it.”
Sit looked back at the game as everyone cheered. Tyson had just hit a deep three to beat the shot clock. Then a Duke player scored a three to answer him. The clock was winding down with Duke up 45-28.
“Halftime here at the NCAA final and Duke leads UNC 49-32,” the ESPN sports reporter said on TV, “Moses Chara has had a great night as he’s got 18 points, 6 rebounds while playing great team basketball. His rival Reshawn Tyson is struggling with just 10 points and has already turned the ball over 5 times.”
A lady reporter then began to speak, “And speaking of the pair. The two were involved in an altercation before the game and it has been reported that it was sparked by Tyson who has been aggressive all game.”
Roy Williams switched off the TV set in the locker room and pointed at everyone of his players.
“This is a disgrace! We are being blown out in this game. They’re literally running us off the court!” he shouted.
His players all looked at each other and quietly nodded in agreement.
“Tyson, you’re not playing well so don’t shoot the ball. I want everyone to pass it to Rocky.”
“Who? Me?” the big man asked pointing at himself in confusion.
“Yes, you,” Williams said, “You’re the biggest guy on the court so use that as an advantage.”
“Yes sir,” Akonnor said.
“Come on North Carolina, let’s try and get back into it!”
The Tar Heels trudged back out into the stadium for the second half.
The second half began with the two teams trading basket for basket. Moses Chara was back on the floor and was taunting Tyson.
“Trying to get past me huh?” he trash talked to him as Tyson tried to bring the ball up, “Can’t get past me boy.”
Chara tipped the ball out of Tyson’s hands and dribbled up the court. He was wide open but opted not to take the lay up and dribbled back out to the perimeter. He waited for his team mates to join him before finding an open Kloss for an easy bucket. As Chara went back down court, he bumped into Tyson. Tyson was sent sprawling onto the floor as the North Carolina bench jumped up in protest. The ref shook his head and called for play to continue. Tyson got up and ran at Chara but before he could take another swing at him, Akonnor grabbed a hold of Tyson’s arm. The ref saw Tyson and blew his whistle.
“That’s a technical foul…” he called to the score table.
Tyson shook his head and Roy Williams was fuming on the sideline. Akonnor whispered something into Tyson’s ear as the crowd was getting louder and louder. Chara hit the shot at the charity stripe to put Duke ahead by a little more. The score was 56-41 with 17 minutes left in the game.
“Man, what was that for!” Sit shouted, “These refs suck!”
This time Mark and Flo were the ones on their feet yelling in anger as the ref called the technical on Tyson. The North Carolina fans were in uproar also as they watched Tyson stroll around on the court before Chara’s team was given back possession after making the free throw.
“This is just a horrible game,” Sit said to his companions, “Think we should leave?”
Just as Sit asked everyone in the stadium went silent before the booing continued except this time the booing was louder. Sit looked down at the court and saw someone on the ground clutching his leg.
“What happened?” Sit asked Flo.
Watson answered for him, “Chara looks like he’s down injured.”
“Why the booing?” Sit asked.
“It looked like Rocky Akonnor hit him hard,” Mark replied.
Chara was holding onto his right ankle, clearly in pain. Rocky Akonnor was standing in front of him and then walked off, with his hands in the air. A team doctor ran to treat Chara and called for a stretcher.
“It’s not a sprain. I think something’s broken!” he shouted to the sideline.
Minutes later, a stretcher was brought onto the court and Chara was taken off on it to the applause of the crowd. Duke called a quick timeout before the players got back onto the court. Tyson used his hands to wipe the bottom of his shoes and jumped up and down to try and get back into it. He looked up at the scoreboard to see that there were 16 minutes left.
He thought to himself, It’s only 58-44, we’re still in it!
TO BE CONTINUED...