Hello, and welcome to ''A Story With Baskeetball'' I love to write, so at first, this will not involve Basketball. But, after a few story line's, you'll see how Basketball play's an important part in a troubled man's life. At first, the story's about living in the ghetto, and thing's that happen to a young man, a ''Thug''. Please read through the story, Don't think that just because the first part doesn't have Basketball, that this isn't a dynasty story. It just has a little more added to it.
I'm 13 years old, and just started writing, so go easy on me.
PARENTAL DISCRETION ADVISED - Strong Language, and Violence.
I'll start my story in a little while.
A Story With Basketball
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A Story With Basketball
by ripmacdre on Sun Jan 22, 2006 2:13 pm
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Story : Life Behind Closed Doors
by ripmacdre on Sun Jan 22, 2006 2:17 pm
A dark screen goes into Zane and Trevon talking in a back alley.
Trevon : What the fuck would you do something like that for?
Zane : How you gonna try to blame this all on me, huh? I ain't the only one that had something to do with all this shit you started up.
Trevon : All this shit that I started up?
Zane : Yeah, all this shit that you started up.
Trevon : Look, I don't think you applying yourself to get these job's done. This is the 3rd one you fucked up. Now either you is gonna straighten up your attitude, and start focusing on these job's, or you gonna find yourself nearly dead in some alley, and I'm gonna have to find somebody else to do the job's. So, what's it gonne be? It's your choice kid.
Zane : Okay, I'll start putting more work in these job's. But, if you fuck with me one more time, I'm done. And you don't wanna do that, nigga, 'cause you know you ain't never gonna find nobody else you can trust.
Trevon : (Hands Zane a bag.) Just get the fuck outta here, and go get the job done, nigga
Zane : Aight, let me tell you how it is 'round here. 'Round here, a thug ain't nothin' more than a hustla on the streets. You gots to be tough if you wanna run with us. Let me give you the 411 about me. I never knew my father, my mother... I never knew her either. I started out nothin', just a lil' nigga in the streets. Then, I met Black. He hooked me up with some dudes lookin' for a hustler. They put me through some test's, 'cause back at the time, the cops was always fuckin' up the party. After they could trust me, the one puttin' me on was killed. I went through his people, and found Trevon. I later found out that Trevon was homies with my cousin, who was also killed. All I can tell you is in these street's, ain't nobody care what happens to you. Not your hustla's, not yo' dealer's, nobody. The only way to survive, is to start small time hustlin', from city to city. Then, through every city you go through, find some thug's that you can respect, and trust. Oh yeah, there's a lot of fakers out there, just waitin' to set up, so watch out about who you can trust. One slip in the street's, and you could wind up dead, in jail, or near death. These is : Life Behind Closed Door's...
Trevon : What the fuck would you do something like that for?
Zane : How you gonna try to blame this all on me, huh? I ain't the only one that had something to do with all this shit you started up.
Trevon : All this shit that I started up?
Zane : Yeah, all this shit that you started up.
Trevon : Look, I don't think you applying yourself to get these job's done. This is the 3rd one you fucked up. Now either you is gonna straighten up your attitude, and start focusing on these job's, or you gonna find yourself nearly dead in some alley, and I'm gonna have to find somebody else to do the job's. So, what's it gonne be? It's your choice kid.
Zane : Okay, I'll start putting more work in these job's. But, if you fuck with me one more time, I'm done. And you don't wanna do that, nigga, 'cause you know you ain't never gonna find nobody else you can trust.
Trevon : (Hands Zane a bag.) Just get the fuck outta here, and go get the job done, nigga
Zane : Aight, let me tell you how it is 'round here. 'Round here, a thug ain't nothin' more than a hustla on the streets. You gots to be tough if you wanna run with us. Let me give you the 411 about me. I never knew my father, my mother... I never knew her either. I started out nothin', just a lil' nigga in the streets. Then, I met Black. He hooked me up with some dudes lookin' for a hustler. They put me through some test's, 'cause back at the time, the cops was always fuckin' up the party. After they could trust me, the one puttin' me on was killed. I went through his people, and found Trevon. I later found out that Trevon was homies with my cousin, who was also killed. All I can tell you is in these street's, ain't nobody care what happens to you. Not your hustla's, not yo' dealer's, nobody. The only way to survive, is to start small time hustlin', from city to city. Then, through every city you go through, find some thug's that you can respect, and trust. Oh yeah, there's a lot of fakers out there, just waitin' to set up, so watch out about who you can trust. One slip in the street's, and you could wind up dead, in jail, or near death. These is : Life Behind Closed Door's...
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by Ruff Ryder on Sun Jan 22, 2006 2:31 pm
Is this going to eventually lead into NBA Live?
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by ripmacdre on Sun Jan 22, 2006 2:33 pm
Zane just woke up. It's 6:00 AM, and he check's his e-mail. He see's a e-mail sent by ''Scout''. ''Who the fuck is Scout'' Zane think's. he then open's the letter and it says this :
Hello, my name is Cody Reed. I seen you playing at South Central last night. I notice you can do everything with the ball. How does it sound to be the first high school player drafted into the NBA, since LeBron James, and your choice to go to whatever team you want? Please meet me at South Central park for detail's.
Zane think's this is a set-up, as his enemy, Krazi, has pulled joke's like this before, to try to get rid of him.
Zane later tell's his boss Trevon.
Trevon : So, do you really think it's a set up? You do have game on the court.
Zane : Damn right I got skill's on the court, and damn right I think it's a set up.
No NBA scout is gonna come to a South Central high school game. If anybody seen some richy dude in the 'hood, they'd cap him for sure.''
Trevon : So what you gonna do?
Zane : I ain't going out like no sucka. I'll be back. I'm going to meet them fool's, and show them they can't c me.
At 4 : 00 PM, Zane goes to South Central Park. He see's some guy sitting there, waiting. He goes to the man, going along with him, making sure he doesn't know that Zane know's it's a set up. Zane is ready for anything. Sudden;y, a limozing pull's up. Out step's Davd Stern.
Stern to Zane : So, have you been liking the offer Mike Seasley has given you?
Zane : I'm not even old enough to be in the NBA.
Stern : I'm aware of that. But, since you have a perfect Field Goal Record for this season, I'm willing to look past that. What do you say?
Zane : I say... Yes.
Seasily : Great, we will be back in an hour to get you. Go home and pac.
Zane : For what?
Stern : Trust us. Just go pack and meet us back here in an hour.
Hello, my name is Cody Reed. I seen you playing at South Central last night. I notice you can do everything with the ball. How does it sound to be the first high school player drafted into the NBA, since LeBron James, and your choice to go to whatever team you want? Please meet me at South Central park for detail's.
Zane think's this is a set-up, as his enemy, Krazi, has pulled joke's like this before, to try to get rid of him.
Zane later tell's his boss Trevon.
Trevon : So, do you really think it's a set up? You do have game on the court.
Zane : Damn right I got skill's on the court, and damn right I think it's a set up.
No NBA scout is gonna come to a South Central high school game. If anybody seen some richy dude in the 'hood, they'd cap him for sure.''
Trevon : So what you gonna do?
Zane : I ain't going out like no sucka. I'll be back. I'm going to meet them fool's, and show them they can't c me.
At 4 : 00 PM, Zane goes to South Central Park. He see's some guy sitting there, waiting. He goes to the man, going along with him, making sure he doesn't know that Zane know's it's a set up. Zane is ready for anything. Sudden;y, a limozing pull's up. Out step's Davd Stern.
Stern to Zane : So, have you been liking the offer Mike Seasley has given you?
Zane : I'm not even old enough to be in the NBA.
Stern : I'm aware of that. But, since you have a perfect Field Goal Record for this season, I'm willing to look past that. What do you say?
Zane : I say... Yes.
Seasily : Great, we will be back in an hour to get you. Go home and pac.
Zane : For what?
Stern : Trust us. Just go pack and meet us back here in an hour.
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by ripmacdre on Sun Jan 22, 2006 2:33 pm
Zane just woke up. It's 6:00 AM, and he check's his e-mail. He see's a e-mail sent by ''Scout''. ''Who the fuck is Scout'' Zane think's. he then open's the letter and it says this :
Hello, my name is Cody Reed. I seen you playing at South Central last night. I notice you can do everything with the ball. How does it sound to be the first high school player drafted into the NBA, since LeBron James, and your choice to go to whatever team you want? Please meet me at South Central park for detail's.
Zane think's this is a set-up, as his enemy, Krazi, has pulled joke's like this before, to try to get rid of him.
Zane later tell's his boss Trevon.
Trevon : So, do you really think it's a set up? You do have game on the court.
Zane : Damn right I got skill's on the court, and damn right I think it's a set up.
No NBA scout is gonna come to a South Central high school game. If anybody seen some richy dude in the 'hood, they'd cap him for sure.''
Trevon : So what you gonna do?
Zane : I ain't going out like no sucka. I'll be back. I'm going to meet them fool's, and show them they can't c me.
At 4 : 00 PM, Zane goes to South Central Park. He see's some guy sitting there, waiting. He goes to the man, going along with him, making sure he doesn't know that Zane know's it's a set up. Zane is ready for anything. Sudden;y, a limozing pull's up. Out step's Davd Stern.
Stern to Zane : So, have you been liking the offer Mike Seasley has given you?
Zane : I'm not even old enough to be in the NBA.
Stern : I'm aware of that. But, since you have a perfect Field Goal Record for this season, I'm willing to look past that. What do you say?
Zane : I say... Yes.
Seasily : Great, we will be back in an hour to get you. Go home and pac.
Zane : For what?
Stern : Trust us. Just go pack and meet us back here in an hour.
Hello, my name is Cody Reed. I seen you playing at South Central last night. I notice you can do everything with the ball. How does it sound to be the first high school player drafted into the NBA, since LeBron James, and your choice to go to whatever team you want? Please meet me at South Central park for detail's.
Zane think's this is a set-up, as his enemy, Krazi, has pulled joke's like this before, to try to get rid of him.
Zane later tell's his boss Trevon.
Trevon : So, do you really think it's a set up? You do have game on the court.
Zane : Damn right I got skill's on the court, and damn right I think it's a set up.
No NBA scout is gonna come to a South Central high school game. If anybody seen some richy dude in the 'hood, they'd cap him for sure.''
Trevon : So what you gonna do?
Zane : I ain't going out like no sucka. I'll be back. I'm going to meet them fool's, and show them they can't c me.
At 4 : 00 PM, Zane goes to South Central Park. He see's some guy sitting there, waiting. He goes to the man, going along with him, making sure he doesn't know that Zane know's it's a set up. Zane is ready for anything. Sudden;y, a limozing pull's up. Out step's Davd Stern.
Stern to Zane : So, have you been liking the offer Mike Seasley has given you?
Zane : I'm not even old enough to be in the NBA.
Stern : I'm aware of that. But, since you have a perfect Field Goal Record for this season, I'm willing to look past that. What do you say?
Zane : I say... Yes.
Seasily : Great, we will be back in an hour to get you. Go home and pac.
Zane : For what?
Stern : Trust us. Just go pack and meet us back here in an hour.
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by ripmacdre on Sun Jan 22, 2006 2:38 pm
The Black Death wrote:Is this going to eventually lead into NBA Live?
- Read the last post, and you'll see. Also, I said in the beginning it will go into NBA.
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by ripmacdre on Sun Jan 22, 2006 2:53 pm
The limo arrives at Zane's house. When he get's in, he discovers David Stern is in the limo.
Stern : Now, we want to get you in on a team asap. So, I need to know know, what team do you wanna be on?
Zane : I don't know. I would like to be on a team that suck's, so once I get on there I can make them winners, and everybody will see I'm a great player. Maybe the Bobcats. But, I want a team that will make the playoff's. I think I'll go with... Cleveland.
Stern : Now, we want to get you in on a team asap. So, I need to know know, what team do you wanna be on?
Zane : I don't know. I would like to be on a team that suck's, so once I get on there I can make them winners, and everybody will see I'm a great player. Maybe the Bobcats. But, I want a team that will make the playoff's. I think I'll go with... Cleveland.
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by The_Flying_Tomato on Sun Jan 22, 2006 6:40 pm
Dude wtf. Nice minus the Stern part. Stern hates HS kids in real life. No way he'd let this exception happen, rofl. "yo wat's up 'scout.'" "hey guys" "WTF IT'S DAVID F*CKIN STERN!!!" "yo chill out n1kka, i come to take yo ass to cleveland." "aight dawg, let's go in an hour." "k, mofo, cya then."
benji wrote:We're still on that stupidity? Giving Kidd the MVP in 2002 is as bad as giving Nash the MVP in any year...
Controversial Clippers
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by ripmacdre on Mon Jan 23, 2006 3:13 am
As they are in the limo, they come to a red light. Then, someone raid's the car.
Stern : Sorry, kid. They stopped my car earlier and threatned to kill me if I didn't set you up.
David Stern then gives Zane his card.
Stern : If you ecer get out of this alive, give me a call.
Stern the run's out of the vehicle and into another limo.
Stern : Sorry, kid. They stopped my car earlier and threatned to kill me if I didn't set you up.
David Stern then gives Zane his card.
Stern : If you ecer get out of this alive, give me a call.
Stern the run's out of the vehicle and into another limo.
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by ripmacdre on Mon Jan 23, 2006 3:13 am
ShAuN wrote:Cleveland? Go with New Orleans or Atlanta or Toronto. Anyways good article man.
- Well, after the last post I just posted, anything could happen.
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by ripmacdre on Mon Jan 23, 2006 5:08 am
After being kidnapped, Zane is taken into an abondon warehouse. H ewake's up, and the room is dark. Then, a voice is talking to him.
Voice : So, you were going to leave us, huh? After all we did for you, put back all of our job's for you, then you are going to leave us for the NBA.
The voice sound's like Trevon, but it coulden't be. All of a sudden, a blue light appears over the person's head. He is in a chair turned around, so Zane can't see who it is. The person turned around. To Zane's surprise it was Black. Zane thought he was dead.
Zane : What the fuck? Nigga, ain't you suppost to be dead?
Black : Yes... As you didn't know I was in hiding. Kinda like Tupac, people thought I could be dead or alive. But they didn't know. Trevon knew about it. To bad your cousin Jerell didn't know. He was a scum. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed taking his life.
Black and Jerell were best friends. It was enough knowing Black had faked his death, but hearing that he killed Jerell was... Unbeleivable.
Zane wanted desperatly to talk. But by now, it was too hard. He knew if he said anything he would cry.
Trevon then came into the room about an hour later.
Trevon : I'm sorry, kid. I tought you everything I know. Why aren't you using it?
Zane : Why? I thought we was cool. Now the whole thing is a setup>
Trevon : No. I knew Black was alive, but it's better you didn't know. Here's the key. I want you to take this card, call that nigga David Stern and make me proud as the best player the NBA has ever seen. Then, once you making all that cash, come back for me.
Zane : Nigga? David stern is whi--
Trevon : I know David Stern is white. I just got caught up in the moment. (Now Walking Away, Talking To Himself) : Always talking shit and taking shit to seriously. Damn.
Voice : So, you were going to leave us, huh? After all we did for you, put back all of our job's for you, then you are going to leave us for the NBA.
The voice sound's like Trevon, but it coulden't be. All of a sudden, a blue light appears over the person's head. He is in a chair turned around, so Zane can't see who it is. The person turned around. To Zane's surprise it was Black. Zane thought he was dead.
Zane : What the fuck? Nigga, ain't you suppost to be dead?
Black : Yes... As you didn't know I was in hiding. Kinda like Tupac, people thought I could be dead or alive. But they didn't know. Trevon knew about it. To bad your cousin Jerell didn't know. He was a scum. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed taking his life.
Black and Jerell were best friends. It was enough knowing Black had faked his death, but hearing that he killed Jerell was... Unbeleivable.
Zane wanted desperatly to talk. But by now, it was too hard. He knew if he said anything he would cry.
Trevon then came into the room about an hour later.
Trevon : I'm sorry, kid. I tought you everything I know. Why aren't you using it?
Zane : Why? I thought we was cool. Now the whole thing is a setup>
Trevon : No. I knew Black was alive, but it's better you didn't know. Here's the key. I want you to take this card, call that nigga David Stern and make me proud as the best player the NBA has ever seen. Then, once you making all that cash, come back for me.
Zane : Nigga? David stern is whi--
Trevon : I know David Stern is white. I just got caught up in the moment. (Now Walking Away, Talking To Himself) : Always talking shit and taking shit to seriously. Damn.
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by ripmacdre on Mon Jan 23, 2006 5:10 am
*Please notice that this story will take in Basketball very soon.*
In the meantime, please tell me what you think.
Just leave some messages telling me if you like the story, so we can get into Basketball. Thank you.
In the meantime, please tell me what you think.
Just leave some messages telling me if you like the story, so we can get into Basketball. Thank you.
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