The Crossover

Before

Today, I walk into the gym

covered in more dirt than a chimney.

When JB screams FILTHY’S McNasty,

the whole team laughs. Even Coach.

Then I get benched for the entire first half. For being late.

Today, I watch as we take a big lead,

and JB makes four threes in a row.

I hear the crowd cheer for JB, especially Dad and Mom.

Then I see JB wink at Miss Sweet Tea

after he hits a stupid free throw.

Today, I finally get into the game

at the start of the second half.

JB sets a wicked pick for me

just like Coach showed us in practice,

And I get double-teamed on the roll

just like we expect.

Today, I watch JB get open and wave for me to pass.

Instead I dribble, trying to get out of the trap,

and watch as Coach and Dad scream

for me to pass.

Today, I plan on passing the ball to JB,

but when I hear him say “FILTHY,

give me the ball,” I dribble

over to my brother

and fire a pass

so hard,

it levels him,

the blood

from his nose

still shooting

long after the shot-

clock buzzer goes off.