With Time Running Out
On the court or in daily life, our choices always shape our destinies
With time running out, Sonny Gunnerson had a choice to make: Dish to a hot-handed Hank Hamlin for the short jumper to tie or take the three for the win.
Son the Gun did what came naturally: He shot. It swished. He jumped for joy and pumped a fist. The Hookah Hoopsters had won in dramatic fashion and would be playing the Rock Solids, the only undefeated team left in B League, Friday afternoon in the title game.
At the party — the Hookah Hoopsters and their groupies always partied after intramural games — Gunnerson talked incessantly about how he had been “feeling it” before launching the trey. Even though he was only 4-for-14 at that point, and Hamlin had hit three straight shots, Gunnerson just knew he couldn’t miss.
“No disrespect to Hambone,” Gunnerson gushed, “but there was no way I was gonna do anything but take that shot. Man, I could feel it!”
Hambone Hamlin, unofficial team captain, laughed and hoisted a Heineken. “To Son the Gun, playin’ hard and havin’ fun!”
Everyone laughed and whooped and basked like battle-tested champions in the hard-won glory. They drank more beer and smoked more weed. About an hour after Hamlin toasted Gunnerson, the shortest guy on…
