Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:53 am
Chapter Index
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
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Coming Up on A Legend Is Born...
So how did Sit get his job exactly? Does he have something that will let David Weaver catch him red-handed? Why did Jing Xu refuse to testify in court? And why did Vince Thompson talk to Al Harrington?
All these answers and much more will be answered in the next chapter of A Legend is Born.
Stay tuned for more guest appearances from Andrew ‘The X’ Watson, Al Harrington, David Weaver and a mystery NLSCer!
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
---
Coming Up on A Legend Is Born...
So how did Sit get his job exactly? Does he have something that will let David Weaver catch him red-handed? Why did Jing Xu refuse to testify in court? And why did Vince Thompson talk to Al Harrington?
All these answers and much more will be answered in the next chapter of A Legend is Born.
Stay tuned for more guest appearances from Andrew ‘The X’ Watson, Al Harrington, David Weaver and a mystery NLSCer!
Sun Apr 09, 2006 1:01 am
Chapter 9
Barry Johnston was leaving the office on a stormy afternoon, the sky was dark and the wind was freezing. The old man was carrying a suitcase, his umbrella in the other hand. It was unusually calm in the parking lot. There wasn’t a sound to be heard. If anyone was slightly paranoid, they would have thought something sinister was up. Johnston unlocked his car with the central locking device. It had been a long day at work; Barry hopped into the front seat and sat there for a moment, just a second. He thought about the people he had interviewed for the position with the Hawks and not one of them had stood out. He stuck the key into the ignition and twisted it to start up his car’s engine. Suddenly, the rumbling of engines could be heard and five cars entered into the parking lot racing towards Barry’s car. Barry froze in his seat, not daring to move as the cars all stopped, blocking any chance of an escape for Barry. Barry was trapped and he began to panic. The engines of the cars died down and each door on either side of the cars opened. Ten men, all clad in black stepped out, each holding a machete. They looked menacing and ready to slice anything in sight. The old man, Barry Johnston, was cowering in the front seat.
“Mr Sit,” Weaver said in an edgy tone, “Please answer my question.”
Judge Phoenix added, “We don’t have all day.”
Sit began to shake and his voice trembled, “I was part of a gang. A part of an Asian triad, it was my job at night and it payed my College fees well.”
Albino looked on in shock, taking in the new information and he thought, We lost this one now. He put his pen down and sat back in his chair wondering how he was supposed to pull off the challenge of proving that Sit was not guilty.
Words won’t get us through this one.
“Please tell me how you got your job as General Manager. Did Johnston know that of your past?” Weaver asked with a grin on his face.
Sit slowly revealed the truth that everyone had never thought they would hear, “Mr Johnston never knew about it. My friends threatened him with knives in a parking lot. It was a joke and we didn’t think Johnston would really hire me. The boys didn’t hurt him nor did they damage his car but they scared him enough to hire me.”
Sit thought about how Jing Xu and his friend Sam Anurak had told him about the incident a few weeks after he had begun work. Sit felt guilty and it was then that Sit cut ties with his triad friends.
“I couldn’t live with it,” Sit said, “I had taken the job of someone more deserving but to walk out of the job at that time, it just wasn’t right.”
Weaver asked another question, “Do you admit to having a short temper?”
Sit nodded and Weaver questioned, “You don’t remember anything from that night?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Do you think it was possible that you, in a fit of drunken rage, murdered Mr Johnston?”
Sit’s answer of “possibly” drew ‘ohs’ from most of the people watching the trial as Albino winced in his seat.
Weaver returned to his seat and Albino had nothing to ask Sit. The court was dismissed and Sit left to walk from the stand. Everyone started to talk up about what they thought now. It seemed like anyone who had thought Sit was not guilty had their minds swayed. Albino led Sit out of the courtroom before they ran into an Asian kid waiting. He was an old acquaintance of Sit’s.
“Sam?” Sit was speechless, “I thought you were killed in a drug bust in Cuba!”
Sam Anurak laughed, “No way man! It was all a cover up, boss needed to get us back into the States in secret.”
Albino looked away, pretending that he couldn’t hear them speak.
“What are you doing here?” Sit asked Anurak.
“I’m sorry man that they had to bring up the past,” Sam sympathised, “I know you’re a good guy. I mean, you only joined us because you were short on money and Jing sort of forced you into it. I can testify for you man!”
“Sorry Sam, I know you mean well but I will need you to stay out of this. I can’t let you get into this mess of mine.”
San understood, “Well, I will be following your case bro. Hope it all works out in the end. Say hi to Jing for me!”
And with that, Sam left in a hurry and Sit looked puzzled. I haven’t seen Jing in months, Sit thought.
Vince Thompson was lurking in the shadows – out of sight from any passers by. He had his hand on his revolver in case anything went wrong but he knew things should go smooth sailing. Then, his target walked out and Vince sprung from his hiding spot.
“What are you doing here?” Albino sneered in his face.
Sit shouted at the tall man, “Detective, please stop trying to harass me.”
Vince tried to explain, “We need to talk.”
“Yeah right!” Albino laughed as he led Sit from the courthouse.
Vince yelled, “I think that I can help you win your case.”
“Say what?” Sit turned around.
“I think you’re innocent William Sit and I can prove it. I can help.”
Albino stopped too, “What’s in it for you?”
Vince answered, “Nothing. I’m doing my job but we’ve got to talk in private.”
“Why didn’t you tell me about your past?” Albino snapped at Sit.
Sit sipped his beer and replied, “Dude, I thought it wasn’t important. God knows how that damn lawyer found out.”
They sat in Albino’s living room and Vince spoke up, “Ok, let’s get this straight!”
Albino and Sit were listening.
“You’ve got to trust me on this one. When I got that video tape, that lawyer came in to get it off of me. I have no idea how he learnt about it so quickly. I also interviewed a kid name Jing Xu. He acted strangely.”
“He said that you told him to erase the tape,” Vince pointed at Albino.
Vince continued, “I investigated and found out that Xu was a part of an Asian street gang. But I still can’t put together the facts. I think that the case is much more complex than you may think. Someone is pulling some strings and wants you in prison. Who and why, I still don’t know.”
“No shit Sherlock,” Sit cried out, “But how do I know that I can trust you?”
Vince shrugged, “I’m sorry about what I’ve done before. I should have acted more professionally but now, I can say that I’m on your side. I think that I can solve this case.”
Albino then said, “Have you found anything significant yet?”
“No,” replied Vince, “But the police are after me. They don’t want me investigating any further since it’s controversial and bad for publicity.”
There was a knock at the door and a loud deep voice shouted, “Police. Open up.”
Sit stood up and looked out the window. He saw two police cars outside.”
“Told you they’re here to get me,” Vince said, pulling out his gun out of the holster, “You guys keep it up with the court case and buy me some time!”
Before Albino could say anything, Vince had opened the door and pointed the gun in his colleague’s face.
“Vince, please don’t make us do this. Just give up aright?” the officer at the door begged Thompson, “You’re a good man and we know that.”
Vince reasoned, “Let me go Cal, I’ve got to get to the bottom of this. I don’t want to get you in trouble. Let me get out of here so I can do my job.”
“You know I can’t…”
“Yes you can! Cal, remember the time I stood by you guys? I couldn’t let them fire all of you guys so I told them I’d quit if you guys were forced to leave?”
Vince kept the gun aimed at the man’s head, “Come on now. You and I know what loyalty is all about. Do it for me man, just this once and I owe you one.”
Cal looked uncertain as to what to do and he was joined by three more cops all aiming their weapons at Vince.
Vince tried one last time, “Remember how your dad got put in prison 30 years ago? He didn’t do anything wrong and now that I can find out who the real killer is for these guys behind me, why not give me that chance? We can’t put innocent men behind bars.”
Cal looked in himself and his own life when his dad had been wrongly found guilty of a murder he didn’t commit. The big man’s eyes started to swell up and Cal fought back the tears as he put his weapon on the ground.
“I didn’t see you and you didn’t see me,” Cal stammered.
One of his partners then shouted, “Cal, you’re letting loose this man? He’s betraying our department!”
“Shut up! Put your gun down!” Cal screamed back, his voice shaking, “It’s an order!”
The other three cops did the same as Cal had done and Vince nodded to them all.
Cal ordered, “Run!” before speaking into his police radio, “Detective Bowen speaking. We don’t see nothing around here, he must have got loose.”
“Please stand for Judge Phoenix.”
The court stood in acknowledgement, then sitting to listen to the defence’s case. Albino didn’t have much planned out for his case. After Vince had escaped from his house, the media had made him out to be a fugitive in the papers that morning.
“Defence, please begin your case,” announced Phoenix, breaking the spell of Albino’s daydream.
Sit looked behind him to find a few of the Hawks’ players sitting there. He nodded to a few of the ones that saw him look back.
“Ahem, I would like to call an expert in psychology,” Albino stated out loud, “Mr Andrew Watson.”
Watson nervously sat in front of the court and Albino asked, “May you please tell me if the defendant is in fact mentally sane?”
Watson cleared his throat, “From what my examinations of William Sit have shown, he is perfectly normal.”
Albino then asked, “And does he have any type of anger problems that might have resulted in his intent to want to murder Mr Barry Johnston.”
Watson shook his head and added, “From our talks, Sit didn’t have the slightest sign of spite for Johnston. I find it hard for him to have wanted to murder him.”
Albino asked a few more questions for Watson and the psychiatrist made it clear to the court that he believed Sit wasn’t a criminal offender. Suddenly, two men in suits entered the court and everyone turned to watch.
“What are you doing in my courtroom?” Phoenix enquired angrily.
The two men ignored him and walked up to Watson who looked like he was going to wet himself.
“Andrew Watson, you are under arrest. We would like to question you on different accounts of fraud,” One of the men told Watson.
The other man turned to Phoenix, “FBI your honour. Thank you for allowing us to intrude. We will take Mr Watson into custody if you will excuse him.”
Phoenix nodded and the two men led Watson out of the courtroom.
“Mr O’Shea,” Phoenix began, “Please refrain from putting up criminals and fraud into the witnesses’ seat.
Albino nodded, “I’d then like to call upon Mr Woodson, coach of the Atlanta Hawks.”
“You threatened Sit that he would be dead on the night of Johnston’s death?” Albino inquired.
Woodson thought for a while and then nodded.
“Can you explain why?”
“It was only a joke to scare him.”
Albino raised an eyebrow, “That simple?”
“Yes, I swear.”
“You made a very biased testimony…”
Weaver stood up, “Objection.”
Phoenix laughed, “Sustained.”
Albino continued, “It seemed like you hated Sit. Do you?”
Woodson looked at Sit then looked back at Albino, “No, I don’t hate him. I got caught up in the moment. I can’t really say that I like him either.”
“Do you feel that your views of him may be skewed because of your dislike for him?”
“Possibly,” the coach admitted.
“Thank you for your time,” Albino retreated to his seat.
Weaver didn’t have anything to ask and Albino stood up again to introduce the next witness.
“I call upon Al Harrington.”
Vince Thompson was sitting in his car in the parking lot of a huge shopping mall. He listened to the interviews he had taken with the new suspects he had drawn up. He had asked them all the same two questions. Where they were and what relationship they had had with Sit. Still, he didn’t have any type of lead.
“It has to be someone who has a motive to pin it all on Sit,” Vince said to himself, “Someone who doesn’t want Barry or Sit around. Maybe even both…”
He took a quick look into his rear view mirror. Two policemen walked past in the background, questioning people on whether they had seen him. He thought a bit harder; this was a tough case to solve. Then Vince took out his phone to ring Albino.
“The number you have called is either busy or not available right now. Please leave a message after the beep.”
Beep.
“Shit! I know who our man is!”
Barry Johnston was leaving the office on a stormy afternoon, the sky was dark and the wind was freezing. The old man was carrying a suitcase, his umbrella in the other hand. It was unusually calm in the parking lot. There wasn’t a sound to be heard. If anyone was slightly paranoid, they would have thought something sinister was up. Johnston unlocked his car with the central locking device. It had been a long day at work; Barry hopped into the front seat and sat there for a moment, just a second. He thought about the people he had interviewed for the position with the Hawks and not one of them had stood out. He stuck the key into the ignition and twisted it to start up his car’s engine. Suddenly, the rumbling of engines could be heard and five cars entered into the parking lot racing towards Barry’s car. Barry froze in his seat, not daring to move as the cars all stopped, blocking any chance of an escape for Barry. Barry was trapped and he began to panic. The engines of the cars died down and each door on either side of the cars opened. Ten men, all clad in black stepped out, each holding a machete. They looked menacing and ready to slice anything in sight. The old man, Barry Johnston, was cowering in the front seat.
“Mr Sit,” Weaver said in an edgy tone, “Please answer my question.”
Judge Phoenix added, “We don’t have all day.”
Sit began to shake and his voice trembled, “I was part of a gang. A part of an Asian triad, it was my job at night and it payed my College fees well.”
Albino looked on in shock, taking in the new information and he thought, We lost this one now. He put his pen down and sat back in his chair wondering how he was supposed to pull off the challenge of proving that Sit was not guilty.
Words won’t get us through this one.
“Please tell me how you got your job as General Manager. Did Johnston know that of your past?” Weaver asked with a grin on his face.
Sit slowly revealed the truth that everyone had never thought they would hear, “Mr Johnston never knew about it. My friends threatened him with knives in a parking lot. It was a joke and we didn’t think Johnston would really hire me. The boys didn’t hurt him nor did they damage his car but they scared him enough to hire me.”
Sit thought about how Jing Xu and his friend Sam Anurak had told him about the incident a few weeks after he had begun work. Sit felt guilty and it was then that Sit cut ties with his triad friends.
“I couldn’t live with it,” Sit said, “I had taken the job of someone more deserving but to walk out of the job at that time, it just wasn’t right.”
Weaver asked another question, “Do you admit to having a short temper?”
Sit nodded and Weaver questioned, “You don’t remember anything from that night?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Do you think it was possible that you, in a fit of drunken rage, murdered Mr Johnston?”
Sit’s answer of “possibly” drew ‘ohs’ from most of the people watching the trial as Albino winced in his seat.
Weaver returned to his seat and Albino had nothing to ask Sit. The court was dismissed and Sit left to walk from the stand. Everyone started to talk up about what they thought now. It seemed like anyone who had thought Sit was not guilty had their minds swayed. Albino led Sit out of the courtroom before they ran into an Asian kid waiting. He was an old acquaintance of Sit’s.
“Sam?” Sit was speechless, “I thought you were killed in a drug bust in Cuba!”
Sam Anurak laughed, “No way man! It was all a cover up, boss needed to get us back into the States in secret.”
Albino looked away, pretending that he couldn’t hear them speak.
“What are you doing here?” Sit asked Anurak.
“I’m sorry man that they had to bring up the past,” Sam sympathised, “I know you’re a good guy. I mean, you only joined us because you were short on money and Jing sort of forced you into it. I can testify for you man!”
“Sorry Sam, I know you mean well but I will need you to stay out of this. I can’t let you get into this mess of mine.”
San understood, “Well, I will be following your case bro. Hope it all works out in the end. Say hi to Jing for me!”
And with that, Sam left in a hurry and Sit looked puzzled. I haven’t seen Jing in months, Sit thought.
Vince Thompson was lurking in the shadows – out of sight from any passers by. He had his hand on his revolver in case anything went wrong but he knew things should go smooth sailing. Then, his target walked out and Vince sprung from his hiding spot.
“What are you doing here?” Albino sneered in his face.
Sit shouted at the tall man, “Detective, please stop trying to harass me.”
Vince tried to explain, “We need to talk.”
“Yeah right!” Albino laughed as he led Sit from the courthouse.
Vince yelled, “I think that I can help you win your case.”
“Say what?” Sit turned around.
“I think you’re innocent William Sit and I can prove it. I can help.”
Albino stopped too, “What’s in it for you?”
Vince answered, “Nothing. I’m doing my job but we’ve got to talk in private.”
“Why didn’t you tell me about your past?” Albino snapped at Sit.
Sit sipped his beer and replied, “Dude, I thought it wasn’t important. God knows how that damn lawyer found out.”
They sat in Albino’s living room and Vince spoke up, “Ok, let’s get this straight!”
Albino and Sit were listening.
“You’ve got to trust me on this one. When I got that video tape, that lawyer came in to get it off of me. I have no idea how he learnt about it so quickly. I also interviewed a kid name Jing Xu. He acted strangely.”
“He said that you told him to erase the tape,” Vince pointed at Albino.
Vince continued, “I investigated and found out that Xu was a part of an Asian street gang. But I still can’t put together the facts. I think that the case is much more complex than you may think. Someone is pulling some strings and wants you in prison. Who and why, I still don’t know.”
“No shit Sherlock,” Sit cried out, “But how do I know that I can trust you?”
Vince shrugged, “I’m sorry about what I’ve done before. I should have acted more professionally but now, I can say that I’m on your side. I think that I can solve this case.”
Albino then said, “Have you found anything significant yet?”
“No,” replied Vince, “But the police are after me. They don’t want me investigating any further since it’s controversial and bad for publicity.”
There was a knock at the door and a loud deep voice shouted, “Police. Open up.”
Sit stood up and looked out the window. He saw two police cars outside.”
“Told you they’re here to get me,” Vince said, pulling out his gun out of the holster, “You guys keep it up with the court case and buy me some time!”
Before Albino could say anything, Vince had opened the door and pointed the gun in his colleague’s face.
“Vince, please don’t make us do this. Just give up aright?” the officer at the door begged Thompson, “You’re a good man and we know that.”
Vince reasoned, “Let me go Cal, I’ve got to get to the bottom of this. I don’t want to get you in trouble. Let me get out of here so I can do my job.”
“You know I can’t…”
“Yes you can! Cal, remember the time I stood by you guys? I couldn’t let them fire all of you guys so I told them I’d quit if you guys were forced to leave?”
Vince kept the gun aimed at the man’s head, “Come on now. You and I know what loyalty is all about. Do it for me man, just this once and I owe you one.”
Cal looked uncertain as to what to do and he was joined by three more cops all aiming their weapons at Vince.
Vince tried one last time, “Remember how your dad got put in prison 30 years ago? He didn’t do anything wrong and now that I can find out who the real killer is for these guys behind me, why not give me that chance? We can’t put innocent men behind bars.”
Cal looked in himself and his own life when his dad had been wrongly found guilty of a murder he didn’t commit. The big man’s eyes started to swell up and Cal fought back the tears as he put his weapon on the ground.
“I didn’t see you and you didn’t see me,” Cal stammered.
One of his partners then shouted, “Cal, you’re letting loose this man? He’s betraying our department!”
“Shut up! Put your gun down!” Cal screamed back, his voice shaking, “It’s an order!”
The other three cops did the same as Cal had done and Vince nodded to them all.
Cal ordered, “Run!” before speaking into his police radio, “Detective Bowen speaking. We don’t see nothing around here, he must have got loose.”
“Please stand for Judge Phoenix.”
The court stood in acknowledgement, then sitting to listen to the defence’s case. Albino didn’t have much planned out for his case. After Vince had escaped from his house, the media had made him out to be a fugitive in the papers that morning.
“Defence, please begin your case,” announced Phoenix, breaking the spell of Albino’s daydream.
Sit looked behind him to find a few of the Hawks’ players sitting there. He nodded to a few of the ones that saw him look back.
“Ahem, I would like to call an expert in psychology,” Albino stated out loud, “Mr Andrew Watson.”
Watson nervously sat in front of the court and Albino asked, “May you please tell me if the defendant is in fact mentally sane?”
Watson cleared his throat, “From what my examinations of William Sit have shown, he is perfectly normal.”
Albino then asked, “And does he have any type of anger problems that might have resulted in his intent to want to murder Mr Barry Johnston.”
Watson shook his head and added, “From our talks, Sit didn’t have the slightest sign of spite for Johnston. I find it hard for him to have wanted to murder him.”
Albino asked a few more questions for Watson and the psychiatrist made it clear to the court that he believed Sit wasn’t a criminal offender. Suddenly, two men in suits entered the court and everyone turned to watch.
“What are you doing in my courtroom?” Phoenix enquired angrily.
The two men ignored him and walked up to Watson who looked like he was going to wet himself.
“Andrew Watson, you are under arrest. We would like to question you on different accounts of fraud,” One of the men told Watson.
The other man turned to Phoenix, “FBI your honour. Thank you for allowing us to intrude. We will take Mr Watson into custody if you will excuse him.”
Phoenix nodded and the two men led Watson out of the courtroom.
“Mr O’Shea,” Phoenix began, “Please refrain from putting up criminals and fraud into the witnesses’ seat.
Albino nodded, “I’d then like to call upon Mr Woodson, coach of the Atlanta Hawks.”
“You threatened Sit that he would be dead on the night of Johnston’s death?” Albino inquired.
Woodson thought for a while and then nodded.
“Can you explain why?”
“It was only a joke to scare him.”
Albino raised an eyebrow, “That simple?”
“Yes, I swear.”
“You made a very biased testimony…”
Weaver stood up, “Objection.”
Phoenix laughed, “Sustained.”
Albino continued, “It seemed like you hated Sit. Do you?”
Woodson looked at Sit then looked back at Albino, “No, I don’t hate him. I got caught up in the moment. I can’t really say that I like him either.”
“Do you feel that your views of him may be skewed because of your dislike for him?”
“Possibly,” the coach admitted.
“Thank you for your time,” Albino retreated to his seat.
Weaver didn’t have anything to ask and Albino stood up again to introduce the next witness.
“I call upon Al Harrington.”
Vince Thompson was sitting in his car in the parking lot of a huge shopping mall. He listened to the interviews he had taken with the new suspects he had drawn up. He had asked them all the same two questions. Where they were and what relationship they had had with Sit. Still, he didn’t have any type of lead.
“It has to be someone who has a motive to pin it all on Sit,” Vince said to himself, “Someone who doesn’t want Barry or Sit around. Maybe even both…”
He took a quick look into his rear view mirror. Two policemen walked past in the background, questioning people on whether they had seen him. He thought a bit harder; this was a tough case to solve. Then Vince took out his phone to ring Albino.
“The number you have called is either busy or not available right now. Please leave a message after the beep.”
Beep.
“Shit! I know who our man is!”
Last edited by Fresh8 on Sun Apr 09, 2006 2:58 pm, edited 1 time in total.
Sun Apr 09, 2006 2:17 am
Wow... this is looking better and better... so you were part of an Asian gang, kinda GTA3's Yakuza? Nice. 
Sun Apr 09, 2006 2:35 am
aye..
who is the mystery NLSCer?
nice story though, good to see some positve facts for Sit, finally
when's Ch. 10 out ? =D
who is the mystery NLSCer?
nice story though, good to see some positve facts for Sit, finally
when's Ch. 10 out ? =D
Sun Apr 09, 2006 3:20 am
Nice! You are a true asian gangster. 
Let me guess: Albino is the guy who wants you in jail?
Let me guess: Albino is the guy who wants you in jail?
Sun Apr 09, 2006 3:55 am
and why should Albino want Sit in jail ?
Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:14 am
I don't know. I just got the impression after reading the last part.
Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:04 am
Looking good 
I hope you dont make us wait too long to see who the killer is
I hope you dont make us wait too long to see who the killer is
Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:11 am
wow...this looks awesome....
cant wait for next chapter.
cant wait for next chapter.
Sun Apr 09, 2006 11:53 am
Sit wrote:His team's playing for the Camp Championship tommorrow so I hope he does something special. And hopefulyl he will play well in Orlando later this year. Hey X, he will get invited right?
honestly, I can't see the NBA wasting an invite on him....I think guys like Carl Krauser & C.J. Watson would get invited to Orlando before him....& there will be a few underclassmen PG's out to prove something....
I think Clark will get a chance to prove himself in some pre-draft workouts....probably in 2-on-2 workouts, maybe matched up against higher rated PG....
Sit wrote:No way! Hes a champ! Maybe he can play for ur fighting irish team X? He will fit in well!
Just make sure u pay him tho!
nah, no way I'd want him....we might win Division 1, but it'd be no fun playing with a ballhog
Sun Apr 09, 2006 3:05 pm
Henry wrote:Wow... this is looking better and better... so you were part of an Asian gang, kinda GTA3's Yakuza? Nice.
- Im not fully gangsta!
Flo wrote:who is the mystery NLSCer?
nice story though, good to see some positve facts for Sit, finally
when's Ch. 10 out ? =D
- The mystery NLSCer... didn't you see who it was?
And yeh, a few positive facts I guess... Anyways, Chapters 10 and 11 are ready for release! And should be released in the coming days!
Sac-1 wrote:Nice! You are a true asian gangster. Let me guess: Albino is the guy who wants you in jail?
- Interesting assumption... I'd have to say... maybe...
Flo wrote:and why should Albino want Sit in jail?
- Maybe he works for Weaver? You know how evil Weaver is!
Lax wrote:Looking good I hope you dont make us wait too long to see who the killer is
- Thanks a lot man... I hope you keep watching this thread for that answer!
cwebb wrote:wow...this looks awesome....
cant wait for next chapter.
- Cant wait for your dynasty!
X wrote:honestly, I can't see the NBA wasting an invite on him....I think guys like Carl Krauser & C.J. Watson would get invited to Orlando before him....& there will be a few underclassmen PG's out to prove something....
I think Clark will get a chance to prove himself in some pre-draft workouts....probably in 2-on-2 workouts, maybe matched up against higher rated PG....
- I'm still crossing my fingers he gets an invite
On a sidenote... That Carl guy is playing pretty good too From what I've read he does everything a PG needs to do. X wrote:nah, no way I'd want him....we might win Division 1, but it'd be no fun playing with a ballhog
- He can play Div 1 for you guys and you will get free jerseys. Nuff said!
But on a serious note, hows ur team going? U guys got enough players?
Sun Apr 09, 2006 6:58 pm
Sit wrote:X wrote:nah, no way I'd want him....we might win Division 1, but it'd be no fun playing with a ballhog
- He can play Div 1 for you guys and you will get free jerseys. Nuff said!
one guy pulled out but I thought he would....we have 5 confirmed people who will play every week (& 3 of them are NLSC ballers in my dynasty), we got another maybe, & 1-2 utilities so we'll be fine....pre-season starts May 3
Sun Apr 09, 2006 7:20 pm
3 of them in the dynasty? The coldsmoke guy and ur lil bro??? <-- i know hes not younger but hes littler right?
And we needed to have 7 guys registered to enter a team... so the fact u can have 5 beats the hell out of me!
And we needed to have 7 guys registered to enter a team... so the fact u can have 5 beats the hell out of me!
Sun Apr 09, 2006 7:42 pm
Suck on this X! KeeKee = Tournament MVP!
... well I guess it didn't mean much haha
Still Keydren proves and reinforces two points.
1) Hes an able scorer
2) Hes not even sound at directing an offence
What does that mean boys? It means that Keydren will find it tought, even to crack into the Euro leagues. I've read that Keydren means well but his playing style needs to change. I've read that hes a good dribbler and got good mechanics on his shot. However, his game has a bad shot selection and he's not quick or strong enough to be like an Earl Boykins type of player.
Sounds to me that although he could free himself up in college, it would be way harder in the NBA.
His team won the championship game behind storng efforts from Everett - another PG and Solomon Jones, a big man. Kedren had 16, 3 and 4 and shot even worse from the field than the first two games. Being awarded Camp MVP was cool for him and for me to hear about but his real potential in making a pro league is in the air.
If Keekee wants to make it, he's got to change his style and become more of a passer first. Only once he passes, will he get open too.
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In related Portsmouth news, Carl Kauser impressed me for the tournament and that guy Jose B dished out 18 dimes to cap off his great play for the last few days. Daniel Kickert, I bet will go to Europe next season... its his best shot. Or he could play in the NBL as teams have been keeping tabs on him.
Well that's it really. Once Orlando's Chicago Pre-draft Camp rolls round the corner and if KeeKee's invited, Be sure to read about him in my thread!
Other than that, if anything happens, I will keep you guys informed!
Now back to the Dynasty!
... well I guess it didn't mean much haha
Still Keydren proves and reinforces two points.
1) Hes an able scorer
2) Hes not even sound at directing an offence
What does that mean boys? It means that Keydren will find it tought, even to crack into the Euro leagues. I've read that Keydren means well but his playing style needs to change. I've read that hes a good dribbler and got good mechanics on his shot. However, his game has a bad shot selection and he's not quick or strong enough to be like an Earl Boykins type of player.
Sounds to me that although he could free himself up in college, it would be way harder in the NBA.
His team won the championship game behind storng efforts from Everett - another PG and Solomon Jones, a big man. Kedren had 16, 3 and 4 and shot even worse from the field than the first two games. Being awarded Camp MVP was cool for him and for me to hear about but his real potential in making a pro league is in the air.
If Keekee wants to make it, he's got to change his style and become more of a passer first. Only once he passes, will he get open too.
* * *
In related Portsmouth news, Carl Kauser impressed me for the tournament and that guy Jose B dished out 18 dimes to cap off his great play for the last few days. Daniel Kickert, I bet will go to Europe next season... its his best shot. Or he could play in the NBL as teams have been keeping tabs on him.
Well that's it really. Once Orlando's Chicago Pre-draft Camp rolls round the corner and if KeeKee's invited, Be sure to read about him in my thread!
Other than that, if anything happens, I will keep you guys informed!
Now back to the Dynasty!
Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:06 pm
Sit wrote:3 of them in the dynasty? The coldsmoke guy and ur lil bro??? <-- i know hes not younger but hes littler right?
And we needed to have 7 guys registered to enter a team... so the fact u can have 5 beats the hell out of me!
I gave them 6 guys' names & that was no problem
and yep, it's coldsmoke & my 5'8" older brother whose never played bball....the closest he has had to playing bball is some epic battles on the Mega Drive with Live '95, some halfcourt 1-on-1 battles when he was in grade 12 & I was in grade 8, & the recent 1-on-2 game that I played against my brother & coldsmoke....they beat me 11-9 which was annoying, I should've really won it....ahh well....
as for Keekee, unbelievable that he got Tourney MVP over Barea & Dockery....who knows, it could earn him an invite to Orlando, but I honestly think he'll get squeezed out....the invites are very political & depends on which agent is representing him & what players NBA teams want to see....but you never know, Sean Marks earnt himself a trip to Chicago pre-draft camp after doing well in (the now defunct) Phoenix pre-draft event....I saw Keekee in 3pt contest & he does have good mechanics on his shot, but he just doesn't seem to possess the good shot selection....he probably plays a little out of control & doesn't best utilise his ability....I think Europe is the best option for him, although he could be in NBDL or something next season....
Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:14 pm
Well, you know its hard to lose bad habits! Hes been playing in Saint Peters as the man for 4 years with a crappy team and he's had to shoot ever night. It's gonna take a while to learn to not hog I guess. It doesn't come overnight or in a month or two. It will have a better chance of happening if he gets a contract and plays on a team with a system for a bit of time.
Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:39 pm
Sit wrote:The mystery NLSCer... didn't you see who it was?
no
Mon Apr 10, 2006 4:03 am
It was Sam Anurek, otherwise know as, uhh, Sam. now, before he was Crunk Lao.
Sit, why didn't you have Jona be the psychiatrist? Don't tell me X is better than him.
Sit, why didn't you have Jona be the psychiatrist? Don't tell me X is better than him.
Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:45 pm
^^ Don't tell me you wouldn't want to see X get arrested for fraud?
Mon Apr 10, 2006 4:12 pm
Just wondering, is it Barry Johnston's son?
Anyway, how many chapters are in Part I? When's Part II start?
Anyway, how many chapters are in Part I? When's Part II start?
Mon Apr 10, 2006 4:31 pm
Part II starts after Part I ends.
Larry = Barry's son
And I've said between 15-20 chapters for Part I. Chapters 10 and 11 have been written.
Larry = Barry's son
And I've said between 15-20 chapters for Part I. Chapters 10 and 11 have been written.
Mon Apr 10, 2006 4:33 pm
Larry did it/had it organized.
Mon Apr 10, 2006 4:36 pm
U think? Why is that?
Mon Apr 10, 2006 4:39 pm
he's gotta be heir to the Hawks, plus he probably just does like sit...*brain clicks*
he hates Sit's gang/he's racist and hate asians
he hates Sit's gang/he's racist and hate asians
Mon Apr 10, 2006 4:48 pm
Haha.. yeah, well that makes sence enough then. Could may well be the truth