When rivals collide (A flash fiction)

“Ha! You know what Mike, you’re full of rubbish!” whispered Rap to Mike’s ears as they resume from timeout.

“Thanks” Mike replied.

18 seconds left. Warriors ahead, 99-97.

Rap, ace player of Angels, hasn’t scored yet in final period. All praises from their coach, Mike just keeps shutting down the opponent’s go-to-guy.

Receiving from a teammates’ baseline inbound, Rap dribbled swiftly towards the hoop. Mike chased him and gets in front of him. As he drives inside the paint, he planted an elbow to Mike’s face. The ref blows the whistle.

“No worries. Part of the game,” said Mike while holding his cheek.

“YOU WANNA PIECE OF ME? LET’S CREATE SOME WORRY!”

A free-for-all ensues.


Postscript: I’m not in the mood to write tonight since I got tired from playing basketball scrimmage this afternoon. Just decided to make a short story out of an NCAA basketbrawl. Trust me, no violence happened while I played with my fellow brothers. I even used my favorite expression in basketball, “part of the game.”

Writing promptWriting 101: Give and Take (Assignment # 7)

Advertisements