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Rebound: A 2nd Chance

“I'll just force them to recognize and respect the blood and sweat that I'm dripping on the hardwood. Because I don't hold anything back. I leave everything out on the court." -Jason Yang. Ever since one fateful moment Jason had been hooked to basketball. The phrase “Ball is life” couldn’t be anymore true for Jason. He wasn’t born with any god given talent nor did he posses the body of a natural born athlete. The only thing Jason could rely on was his unbreakable will. But after ten years of not being able to make the jump to the professional level doubts begin to crawl into Jason’s mind for the first time. Just as he was at a turning point in his life Jason dies only to find that he has woken up twenty years in the past. Can he utilize his years of experience and the skills he developed as a collegiate player to make it to the professional level in this second chance at life? - - - Updates: I try for one chapter a day but sometimes life happens. Follow me on Instagram thegaji. I'll post previews for the next chapter as well post any updates if things happen. Shout outs to Kiiara who helped me by making this awesome cover for the story. If you like romance novels then check her story out :The Days When I’m With You. If you want to join a discord server where you can talk about Jaya's journey our basketball in general then join us. https://discord.gg/3EycZz33EQ

The_Gaji · Sports
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Bright lights: part-3

The booth worker smiled as he took the dollar bill from Jason. He then instructed both of the boys to step into the red boxes that had been drawn into the ground.

Each of the two boys stood in their own box and had their own hoops that they would try and shoot the basketballs into.

Jason looked at the kid to his side and extended his fist out "Good luck man." Rudy chuckled as he bumped Jason's fist back with his own before replying.

"Thanks but I don't need it. MCs don't need luck when they have plot armor." Jason was slightly caught off guard by Rudy's response.

'This kid talks a lot like Kyle.... Except when he does it it kinda gets on my nerves.' The booth worker tucked the dollar bills into one of the pockets on his apron.

"Alright kids I hope you're ready. You can start shooting as soon as the basketballs roll down the rails."