The Diamond Dream

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The Diamond Dream

The ball left my hand at exactly the right angle, I could feel it in my wrist, in the snap of my fingers, in the way the leather caught the afternoon sun as it arced over the Brown克斯 bleachers. It was a perfect spiral, the kind of throw that makes old men at barbershops stop what they're doing and say, now that's a arm. It landed in the hands of James, who was streaking down the sideline like a...

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