The basketball court was finely empty, and the cold breeze of night swept it. he was sitting at the benches holding the ball in his hands, rolling it from time to time and trying with half heart some trick like make it spin and hold it on one finger. Damn those guys at TV, they made it look easy.
He knew that he shouldn’t stay like this for long, he might catch a cold as his mother use to put it. so he got up and went to make some throws. His mind began the replay of the previews game. Not all the game of course just the fun parts.
He played until the lights went out. It was good for him. The tension of the day had left his body and even though he knew that there was hell to pay in the morning he didn’t really care. He grabbed his staff and went home.
It was around 12:40 a.m. when he was done with both bath and diner, and with a coke in hand he sat in front of his PC. He knew that he had to be up at around 7:20 a.m. tomorrow (or rather today) but he was always restless after a bath.
With no further delay he went to check his notifications on various social webpages and began to chat with some friends.