Jordan watched as the girl lowered her hand down onto the ground of his court with two fingers placed down on the ground as if they were legs with the rest of her fingers curled backward. She ran with her fingers along the ground before lifting one of the digits up that she was using for her legs to bounce the ball.
“Alright, no cheating though,” Jordan said as he eyed her massive hand.
“I don’t need to cheat I’m all state, and with you guys shrinking at a rate of 2 to 1 compared to us girls. I have a feeling female athletics will be on the rise.
“What? 2 to 1?” Jordan questioned, ” I never heard about this.”
“It’s been all over the news the past few days. I guess your master doesn’t share the news with her pet. Now we going to play or what? As I’m not here to be CNN for you.”
“If I win you tell me what you know,” Jordan said.
“You don’t have anything to give me, and unlike Mallory’s click I’m not obsessed with you runts.”
“I’ll owe you then,” Jordan said.
“Bet, but your debts are paid by your master.” She said as she bounced the ball towards Jordan who dribbled out past the line following standard halfcourt rules. Jordan dribbled briefly before trying to fake her out but her two fingers stuck with him as he drove to the lane. As Jordan stopped and took a quick shot he watched as her finger came up to meet him and blocked the shot.
“Don’t think I’m going to take it easy on you because you’re small. Your disability means nothing to me.” As she snatched the ball and moved behind the three-point line and took a shot with her two fingers. Jordan tried to stop her but the distance between the two was too great and he could only watch as it went into the hoop.
“I’m better than you Jordan.” The teen gloated as Jordan took another shot this time he made it. “line” she said causing Jordan to look down to see him standing on the three-point line.
“Damn, 2 points.” Jordan reluctantly said.
The two continued their game for several minutes. Jordan found himself at a disadvantage. As he attempted to drive into the lane any contact with her hand was a losing battle. It was like slamming into a brick wall. He tried to do a few moves to fake her out but she had a gods eye view of the whole court making any fakeout that much tougher.
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It is hard to imagine she is playing basketball by her fingers…. I think it is impossible. Even football…