“Move over,” Chip boomed. He bumped me hard, forcing me to slide along the bleacher seat.
Then he bumped me again, even harder, making me bounce into the guy next to me.
Chip laughed. He just likes bumping people. It’s kind of his hobby.
The bleachers in the gym were filling up with kids and parents and a few teachers. Everyone
cheered as the Ravens came running onto the floor in their black and gold uniforms, each player
dribbling across the court.
The other team came running out of the visitor locker room. Their uniforms were yellow, and
they were called the Hummingbirds.
Chip bumped me hard in the ribs with his elbow. “What a geeky name for a basketball team,” he
said. “The Hummingbirds.”
“Yeah. Tweet-tweet,” I said.
Shawn turned around from the bench below us.
“It’s not so bad,” he insisted. “Hummingbirds are very fast. And some people think they
bring good luck.”
Good old Shawn. He always has all the info.
Chip reached down and messed up Shawn’s hair. Then he cupped his hands around his mouth and
shouted at the Hummingbirds as they warmed up. “Tweet-tweet! Tweet-tweet!”
Some other kids laughed and joined in, until the chant spread across the gym.
The Hummingbirds were making most of their warm-up shots. One of their players was a giant. He
had to be seven feet tall!
“Who is that guy?” I asked.
“His name is Hooper,” Shawn said, turning around again.
Chip laughed. “He plays basketball and his name is Hooper? Cool!”
“He’s only in seventh grade, and he’s already six foot three,” Shawn reported.
“Wow. He’s a big Hummingbird!” I said.
A lot of kids laughed at that.
The game was about to start. I knew it was time to get serious.
“We’re going to beat these birds,” I said. “Anyone want to bet on it?”
Shawn turned around again. “Alex, you want to bet on the Ravens? Look at this guy Hooper.
They’re going to stuff us!”
“Yeah. This guy Hooper can block every shot,” Chip said. “Look at him. He’s a
tree
!”
A guy behind me tapped me on the shoulder. “You want to take the Ravens? I’ll take the
Hummingbirds. How much do you want to bet?”
“Yeah. I’ll take the Hummingbirds too,” Chip said. “Bet you five bucks.”
This is too easy, I thought. Way too easy.
I had a plan. It was time to put it into gear.
“I don’t want that bet,” I said. “I want to do another kind of bet.”
About a dozen kids were leaning in, listening to me now.
The referee’s whistle echoed off the gym walls. Kids were cheering and shouting. The teams
were gathering at center court.
“I’ll bet anyone five dollars that this game goes into overtime,” I announced.
“Huh?”
“Get serious!”
“Overtime? No way!”
"移,"芯片蓬勃发展。他撞到了我硬,逼着我沿着看台座椅滑动。然后他撞到了我再一次,甚至更卖力,让我弹向我旁边的人。芯片笑了。他只是喜欢撞人。它是什么样的是他的爱好。在体育馆看台上挤满了孩子和父母和几个老师。每个人都欢呼,乌鸦跑到他们黑色和金色的制服,每个玩家在地板上运球穿过球场。另一队跑出了位访客更衣室。他们的制服是黄色的和他们被称为蜂鸟。芯片的肋骨用胳膊肘撞我硬。"令人讨厌的名字为一支篮球队,"他说。"蜂鸟"。"是的。推特推,"我说。肖恩从长凳下面我们转过身来。"它不是那么糟糕,"他坚持。"蜂鸟是非常快的。一些人认为他们带来好运气"。好的老肖恩。他总是有所有的信息。芯片弯下腰,搞砸了肖恩的头发。然后他捧着他的手在他的嘴和他们热身喊道蜂鸟。"推特推!推特推!"一些孩子们笑了,加入了,直到这首歌谣传遍健身房。蜂鸟在做大部分的热身命中率。他们的球员之一是一个巨人。他必须是七尺高!"那个家伙是谁?"我问。"他的名字是胡珀,"肖恩说,他再次转过身。Chip laughed. “He plays basketball and his name is Hooper? Cool!” “He’s only in seventh grade, and he’s already six foot three,” Shawn reported. “Wow. He’s a big Hummingbird!” I said. A lot of kids laughed at that. The game was about to start. I knew it was time to get serious. “We’re going to beat these birds,” I said. “Anyone want to bet on it?” Shawn turned around again. “Alex, you want to bet on the Ravens? Look at this guy Hooper.They’re going to stuff us!” “Yeah. This guy Hooper can block every shot,” Chip said. “Look at him. He’s a tree !” A guy behind me tapped me on the shoulder. “You want to take the Ravens? I’ll take theHummingbirds. How much do you want to bet?” “Yeah. I’ll take the Hummingbirds too,” Chip said. “Bet you five bucks.” This is too easy, I thought. Way too easy. I had a plan. It was time to put it into gear. “I don’t want that bet,” I said. “I want to do another kind of bet.” About a dozen kids were leaning in, listening to me now. The referee’s whistle echoed off the gym walls. Kids were cheering and shouting. The teamswere gathering at center court. “I’ll bet anyone five dollars that this game goes into overtime,” I announced. “Huh?” “Get serious!” “Overtime? No way!”
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