Since your the Villain

You walk over toward the Jenners seat bowing over. Your hand moving up and down in praises for the hot sisters. You wink as you rose back up.

"My queens. Let me go do battle for your honor against the evil Utah Jazz." You say looking directly in the camera holding your fist to your stomach.

You head over to the court readying for the game. Your coach not grinning at your antics. You avoid slapping hands or bumping fists again. The ref threw the ball in the air beginning the game.

...

After three grueling quarters you sat on the bench. The coach trying to rally his team saying his gameplan will work. The Jazz had a eight point lead with seven minutes remaining.

You shot five shots all night. You made three of them bringing your total points to 11. You been making decent passing plays getting four assists and being the decoy.

"John. We need you to keep with the gameplan to help us get back into the game. If you don't we'll lose this game." He said while your sweat fell to the court.