We are playing at Davis and Elkins University, in a tip off tournament. I’m standing at the top of the key, six seconds left on the clock. The score is tied and the fight for the win is up for grabs. Bluefield College, the school that my basketball team assumed would be an easy win, is now battling with us in overtime for the win. Coach yells furiously from the sideline to make something happen. My teammates cheer loudly while trying to stay seated on the sideline. The crowd varied from fans wearing blue and others wearing gold in support of the opposing team. Both yelling at the 10 players on the court as if they were at a super bowl game. Everything seems as if it is in slow motion even though time is trickling like sand in an hour glass. I signal to the power forward, Jasmine, to set a ball screen for the pick and roll. She sets the ball screen and the right lane opens up and I race to the hoop to lay the basketball off of the backboard. The crowd goes wild and we win the game 98 to 96.