Sweaty and exhausted they got inside of the huddle. “Okay you guys, we only need two more points and we win this thing!”
The whistle blew and they got back on the court.
Neil, the team captain, walked beside Gordon. “Look man, I don’t wanna pressure you but I’m gonna give you the ball to make the winning shot.”
Gordon stopped, “You’re giving it to me?!”
He put his hand on his shoulder. “You’re the best guy to do it, trust me! I’ve got confidence in you, just make a three pointer!” He walked away to tip the ball.
Gordon could practically feel the vomit wanting to erupt from his stomach.
The ball was tipped and Neil got ahold of it. He passed it to Gordon who dribbled it past two other guys and hoping for the best, he attempted the three pointer.
They won!
Neil jumped on top of Gordon, cheering.
The excitement was happening all around them. Gordon, running completely on adrenaline and without a second thought, kissed Neil…on the mouth.
Neil jumped off of Gordon, “Dude!”
Gordon only blushed, “I can explain.”