The Crossover

35–18

is the final score

of game six.

A local reporter

asks JB and I

how we got so good.

Dad screams from behind us,

They learned from Da Man!

The crowd of parents and students

behind us laughs.

On the way home

Dad asks if we should stop

at Pollard’s.

I tell him I’m not hungry,

plus I have a lot of homework,

even though

I skipped lunch today

and finished my homework

during halftime.