Are professional sports just children’s games played by oversized
kids?
With an all-consuming focus Matthias Jessup has sacrificed his body in
pursuit of greatness. But while he’s enjoyed the spoils of being an elite
athlete, the physical punishment can only be held at bay for so long. He knows
his time is running out and he will have to face his future soon.
Sylvia Kinder is obsessed with Matthias' public image. But now that
her fantasy has walked into her life, could it possibly lead to a happy ending?
She worries if there's any place for her in his world, much less his heart.
Drawn to each other on a chance meeting, Matthias must look off the
court and discover the real world, while Sylvia will have to find the strength
of self to not become lost in a world she doesn’t understand. But those
who aren’t ready for a life after the game surround Matthias and are willing to
do anything to keep him on the court.
Excerpt:
Sylvia Kinder tingled with heat as she watched Matthias
Jessup’s body move with hard, calculated lunges leading to only one conclusion…
“Yes!” she screamed, thrusting her arms into
the air.
“You want a beer?” her best friend Leslie
asked.
“No, I’m good.”
“It wasn’t that good of a shot.”
“Yes it was. Do you have any idea how hard it
is to dribble into traffic and come out with a basket like that?”
“Be honest, do you actually climax when he
scores? Because if that’s the case, then I understand why you love the league’s
leading scorer.”
“Only the trick shots,” Sylvia chided her
friend. “And he’s not in the lead right now.”
“You’re like a walking sportscaster spouting
useless information. I swear you could come up with a stat about how often he
takes a dump before a game and its direct correlation to his ability to rebound.”
“Matthias doesn’t take dumps, but he does
average eleven point six rebounds a game so far this season.”
“He’s human, Sylvia.”
“If he’s human, I’m an amoeba.”
Sylvia couldn’t explain why Matthias Jessup had
her undying love, but she’d followed him since he first hit Sports Center at
age sixteen. He had it all. Then he was still a little gangly, but now he was
tall and fit with the toned body of a god. His milk chocolate skin was
flawless. He always sported a perfectly shaved head and goatee; even his street
clothes were finely pressed.
She remembered the headlines. “There’s a new MJ on the horizon. Check this
kid out. Matthias Jessup is a junior at Trinity High School in southern
Alabama. Images of the player flashed across the screen. Flying through the
air. Finishing an alley-oop. “After the
drafting of Kobe Bryant last year, and Kevin Garnett the year before, high
schools across the country have been forwarding their star players to the NBA.
But this MJ may be the heir apparent to take over when Michael Jordan steps
down from his throne.”
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