She flys down the court
Basket in sight
Dribbling madly
She stops at the 3 point line
Time seems to slow
Seconds creep by
Feet set
Arms up and ready
Knees bent as she springs of the floor
The ball soars through the air
It licks the rim
As it cascades through the net
The buzzer screeches the sound of the end of the game
They’d won by one point
It ended in fame