Love & Basketball Page #6

What?

Damn, girl.

They want you.

And guess what.

Guess what.

What?

I'm going, too.

They're announcing it

tomorrow.

I knew it.

Congratulations.

What was that about?

I don't know, all right?

Come on.

Wait a minute.

Want me to stop?

Let's go, freshman.

You're getting spanked!

Point guards lead from

the front, not the back.

Come on, girl.

You took her out.

Girl, you need your mama?

Do you need a hug?

Are you telling me

you can't take a little charge?

I can take it.

Get your feet set this time.

Go.

Next.

Let's go. Move it!

Way to work it. Good job.

Lower, Monica,

move your feet!

I said lower!

Monica, this is low.

This is low. You got it?

Offense sells tickets.

Defense wins games.

Back to the line, everybody.

Let's go!

Hustle up! Move it!

Come on, get a move on.

You got it. Come on, lift.

That's it.

Coach hates me, doesn't she?

She hates all freshman.

What is up with that?

Don't take it personally.

Don't think just because

we play the same position...

we have to compete

with each other.

We're teammates, OK?

Thanks, Sidra.

Besides, I've been starting

point the last two years.

Ain't no way some soft-ass

freshman is taking my spot.

Damn, Sid.

You're all right, fresh.

Come on.

You finish

your reading for Econ?

What it say?

Basically, it broke down...

how I'm gonna make

mad loot in the NBA...

being I'm such

a limited commodity.

Whatever, big head.

Q-man, you gonna take us

to the final 4?

We'll see.

- I'll be watching.

- Hope so.

What?

You do see me

standing here, right?

I can't be nice to a fan?

Fine, Quincy.

I can't help it

if girls come up to me.

I said fine.

Oh, little baby.

What you doing? Quit.

Daddy's here.

You're such a punk.

All these girls...

you're the only one

I know who's for real.

I love you, too.

All right now.

Hustle back! Hustle back!

Get that, Shay!

Nice shot!

Stay with her.

Monica, get up on her.

Stay on her.

That's it.

You got it.

Ball!

All right, now. Push it up!

You got help.

Be active, Sidra.

Don't reach.

Cut, Mon, cut!

Shot!

Yeah, girl!

Sidra, feel like playing

any "D"?

Let's get back.

Stay balanced. Move your feet.

Nice steal.

You're by yourself!

Heads up!

Whose net?

Yeah, girl.

While you're so busy posing,

your man just scored.

- Show me again.

- What?

You like to pose so much,

let's see it again.

You think I'm funny?

Stand like that

for the rest of practice.

I want you to stand like that

so you get sick of it...

because I don't want

to see it again.

Do you hear me?

That's right.

Dora, take her place.

Better step off the court.

Nice pass.

What was up

with practice today?

She tried to kill us.

Can you hook me up

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