1. Y'all already know, folks. Riley Freeman,
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2. a.k.a. Young Reezy, doing it Godzilla-big
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3. here at All-Star Weekend. Only 8 years old
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4. and putting the smack down on these bitch-ass niggas.
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5. Here he is winning the three-point contest
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6. making it rain like Lil' Wayne out this motherfucker.
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7. Without even taking off his warmups.
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8. Or his Tims, nigga.
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9. And later,
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10. he busts Vince Carter's ass
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11. in the slam-dunk contest.
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12. Look. Look at this right here. Look, look.
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13. Goddamn!
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14. Man, I seen it all.
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15. Ernie, nigga, back to you.
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16. This Riley Freeman, a very exciting
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17. but controversial player.
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18. Last year, he became the first person
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19. to leave elementary school and go to the NBA
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20. when the Miami Heat signed him to a $3 gazillion contract,
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21. the biggest in league history.
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22. I don't care how much they pay him, Ernie,
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23. this kid is a disgrace to basketball.
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24. He epitomizes everything wrong with the game today.
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25. Now, Charles, it seems to me that you're hating on Riley
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26. because he stacks paper to the ceiling
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27. and rides on 24-inch chrome.
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28. Yeah, that's true.
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29. Now let's go back to my nigga on the floor.
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30. Man, check out how Young Reezy
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31. shitted on these niggas in today's game.
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32. Here's Riley going up against Kobe Bryant.
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33. And breaks his ankle.
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34. Look at that bitch-ass nigga limping off the floor.
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35. Ooh, no wonder they ride his nuts so hard.
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36. Seems like Yao Ming wants some too.
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37. Get your bitch ass out the way, nigga.
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38. Fellas, I'm here with All-Star MVP Riley Freeman.
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39. Eighty-seven points, 25 rebounds.
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40. Riley, is there anything you can't do, nigga?
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41. I don't know, go broke?
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42. Good one, little brother.
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43. Shaq, 17 blocks for Riley, you had one.
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44. That's got to make you feel fucked up.
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45. It did at first,
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46. then I realized hating on Riley's superior game
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47. doesn't make my game any better,
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48. so guess I have to work harder, step up to his level.
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49. That's what great players do.
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50. They bring the best out of everyone on the team.
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51. So he's better than you?
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52. Yes. And stacks more paper
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53. and gets more ho's than you, nigga?
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54. Absolutely. And speaking of ho's,
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55. we are also joined by Riley's grandfather.
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56. And manager, thank you.
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57. I see you're fucking up all your grandson's money.
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58. Why, yes, I am, player-player.
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59. I'm blowing through his money so fast,
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60. you wouldn't believe it.
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61. Yesterday, I bought a car that turns into a boat.
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62. Can you believe that? A boat.
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63. Granddad, you messing up my dream.
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64. I paid for that bed you sleeping on,
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65. so it's my dream too.
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66. You should probably wake up and smell the sheets.
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67. You know you pee the bed. I do not. Get out of my dream.
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68. Boy, you out of your mind, raising your voice at me.
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69. I'll beat your little ass in front of what's-his-name.
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70. Get your butt over here, trying to embarrass me—
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71. Uh, back to y'all, man.
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72. Ooh. I got the cross, the cross spin.
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73. The reverse spin.
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74. Lean with it, rock with it.
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75. I got the footwork.
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76. Behind-the-head catch, yeah.
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77. Damn it, boy, have you lost your natural black mind?
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78. You wanna play basketball, you play it outside.
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79. And play it like you got some sense.
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80. No more of that damn street ball hot-dogging
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81. hippity-hop, and one and seven, whatever the hell it is.
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82. Matter of fact, you about to get a lesson in fundamentals.
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83. Go outside and shoot free throws while I change.
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84. Oh, man.
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85. Any monkey can do them tricks. You need to learn the basics.
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86. Eww, why are your shorts so short?
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87. All right, let's go. Game on.
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88. I don't think I can concentrate on the game
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89. because it looks like your thing could fly out
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90. and brush up against me.
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91. I ain't changing my shorts. Hey, guys.
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92. Couldn't help notice you were about to play some b-ball.
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93. What you got there, Riley, huh? You got some moves?
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94. Yeah.
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95. Wow, that is pretty good ball control.
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96. Hey, toss me the ball, Riley.
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97. Here you go. Oh!
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98. Oops, never mind.
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99. Shocking.
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100. I have never seen anyone his age with handles like that.
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101. I told him he needs to stop
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102. street ball and learn to play.
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103. Yeah, but what natural talent.
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104. Riley, you could be a superstar one day.
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105. Shoot, I'm a superstar now.
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106. Ever played on a team?
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107. No. Well, I'm coaching
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108. a Woodcrest Youth Basketball Association team,
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109. the Mighty Deers. You know, Timid Deer Lane.
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110. That's right, I rep the Deer.
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111. Anyway, season just got underway,
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112. but it's not too late to try out for the team.
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113. Y'all any good? Um, no.
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114. But we have a lot of spirit.
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115. Cool. More shine for me.
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116. Hey, great shorts.
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117. Okay, um, Frank.
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118. Go one-on-one against Riley.
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119. No, no, give me the whole starting five.
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120. Yep, yep. All of 'em. Let's go.
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121. All right, Deers.
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122. Get out there and give him what you got.
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123. That's all you get for free.
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124. That's all I need to see.
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125. Riley, I started this team because when I was younger,
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126. I saw a movie called The Mighty Ducks,
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127. and there was that moment at the end,
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128. just the coach believing in his players,
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129. and they won.
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130. It was like a miracle moment.
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131. And ever since then, I wanted to live that moment.
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132. Help misfit kids realize their dreams through youth sports.
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133. But it all backfired.
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134. They were terrible.
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135. We never won a single game.
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136. Just one agonizing loss after another.
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137. We ended our season last year
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138. with the worst record in the league.
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139. It was the saddest thing you've ever seen.
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140. But I think that just changed.
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141. We can win, Riley.
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142. You and I can share that miracle moment together.
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143. If, and only if, we believe in each other.
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144. I believe in you.
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145. What do you say?
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146. Call my agent, man.
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147. You bet I will, buddy.
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148. Throw it to me, throw that ball.
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149. Riley, you're an hour late to practice.
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150. I didn't come to practice. You never called my agent.
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151. I thought that was a joke. Oh, no, no.
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152. Young Reezy never joke about his paper stacks.
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153. Robert Freeman. You know him, right?
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154. Give him a call.
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155. Y'all can take care of everything.
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156. Anyway, I came to talk to you about the uniforms.
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157. I got mine today and that joint is wack.
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158. Oh, we gotta talk about the team name too.
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159. You don't like the name? We rep Timid Deer.
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160. I don't wanna rep Timid Deer.
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161. I wanna rep something that don't sound faggy.
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162. I'm not feeling the name. Nope.
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163. I don't care how good you are, I'm not changing the name.
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164. Suit yourself.
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165. I just feel sorry for them.
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166. They ain't never gonna get
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167. that dream you promised them and for what?
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168. One man's ego? Sad. Good luck.
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169. Bye, Riley.
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170. Bye, Riley.
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171. Tom relented and negotiated
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172. a half-season contract with Riley.
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173. In lieu of monetary compensation,
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174. Tom agreed to allow Riley to design the uniforms
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175. and pick the name of the team.
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176. And now, ladies and gentlemen,
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177. the Ball-a-Holics!
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178. Young Reezy Riley Freeman.
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179. That's my boy! That's my boy—
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180. Go, Ball-a-Holics! Go!
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181. Uh-oh, everybody, keep an eye on your wallet.
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182. Look here, old dog.
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183. Only stealing and shooting I wanna see
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184. is of this here b-ball, you little future ex-con.
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185. Game on.
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186. Folks, we are getting underway.
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187. Tip-off there, right, straight in the hands of Young Reezy.
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188. Show them what you got.
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189. Fancy dribbling, between the legs, pass on the side
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190. around the right side of his opponent—
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191. Leaves him in the dust. Below-knee dribbling.
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192. You're not gonna see this in any kid's game.
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193. Take it to the hoop!
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194. He's got the eye of the tiger.
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195. Still dribbling now, there's some impressive dribbling.
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196. Keeping the other kids off guard, still, uh—
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197. Still, um— Still at it, still, uh— Still dribb—
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198. Okay, Riley. Pass the ball.
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199. Just, uh, kind of dribbling, we've seen—
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200. Pass.
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201. It's when you let go of the ball and give it to someone else.
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202. Come on, go for it!
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203. Riley, pass!
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204. This is— He's still—
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205. Riley, pass the ball.
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206. Goddamn. Enough with the dribbling.
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207. Shoot the ball.
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208. Come on, Riley, take it to the hoop.
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209. Riley, attack the basket! Go!
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210. Riley, shoot. Why won't he shoot the ball?
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211. Oh, he's got the look on his face.
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212. Towards the goal, got the dribble.
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213. Going up, up, beautiful jump shot.
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214. Beautiful arc on that ball.
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215. Looks like it may have just enough
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216. to go way into the cypresses.
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217. ALL Air ball.
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218. That's kind of embarrassing after that buildup.
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219. It's okay, Riley. First-game jitters, come on.
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220. Come on, Big Bird,
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221. what you got? Let me see what you got.
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222. Goes straight up in his face and— Ooh, a swish.
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223. Gotta hurt a kid's soul right there.
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224. Riley up, now two defenders.
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225. A little hook shot and nothing.
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226. Can somebody say "brick ball"? I can.
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227. Brick ball. Okay, back on D.
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228. Riley now on defense, coming up behind, and—
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229. Easy lay-up right in Riley's face.
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230. There's a bim, a bam, and one more thank-you-ma'am.
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231. That's your man. Ho-ho, look at that fadeaway.
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232. Swoosh. Whammo. Wow.
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233. Zero-40.
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234. Riley up again—
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235. Up again for the easy jump shot, as far as—
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236. Uh-oh.
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237. I hate to laugh at an 8-year-old, folks.
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238. I gotta take a little time-out.
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239. White man made you look like a fool.
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240. Ain't no surprise to me.
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241. All the greatest basketball players have always been white.
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242. Still are. Larry Bird, Dirk Nowitzki.
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243. Oh, sure, he ugly as hell on the face,
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244. but he as white as rice.
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245. Bullshit.
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246. Uh-huh. Playing against people
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247. ain't like playing against furniture, is it?
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248. I ain't never playing again.
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249. So that's it?
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250. You're just gonna go on and quit.
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251. Well, I was excited seeing you out there.
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252. Granddad, I looked like a fool out there.
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253. I can't shoot the ball, and I don't know why.
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254. Because you don't practice.
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255. Oh, so that's what practice is for.
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256. Now, remember, Riley,
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257. you're not the only one out there.
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258. Winning is about teamwork.
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259. I remember my senior year at Princeton.
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260. We beat Chris Webber and Michigan with teamwork.
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261. They still show the highlights of that game sometimes.
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262. Wait, you don't mean the—
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263. The giddyup-ride-'em-cowboy dunk.
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264. Uh, yeah.
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265. That was me.
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266. Ew, that's the worst thing ever.
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267. Point is, we won.
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268. That's what you call winning?
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269. A nigga's nuts in your face?
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270. Man, I'd hate to see what you call losing.
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271. Hey, I took a charge for the team. We won.
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272. No, but it ain't look like you won.
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273. Well, that is not what winning is about.
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274. Well, to you, winning is about a nigga's nuts in your face,
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275. so I'm saying...
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276. Sources close to the Ball-a-Holics
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277. say young Riley Freeman has really changed his game here.
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278. He's giving that ball up a lot more
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279. and being a real team player.
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280. He's got that look in his eye, passes it off to his teammate.
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281. All right, great.
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282. Riley's got the ball back again, charges.
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283. That's it, Riley. Nothing fancy.
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284. Still great dribbling— A double crossover.
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285. I don't believe it. This kid has the heart of an 8-year-old.
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286. Ooh!
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287. Goodness gracious alive.
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288. You gotta give him props on that one, folks.
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289. Props all around.
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290. Yeah, yeah, yeah. A little chest-bump action—
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291. King Kong ain't got nothing on me.
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292. I love you, Granddad. Thank you, all.
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293. Coach Tom for believing in me—
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294. Riley! Riley! Get back on D.
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295. Boy, play defense!
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296. Uh-oh.
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297. All right, folks, we are back in the thick of it now.
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298. Riley, two defenders on him,
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299. passes to his teammate, up, and good.
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300. Something different is happening here.
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301. This is a well-oiled machine, folks—
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302. Ooh, another two points.
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303. Yes!
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304. Score, 16 to 4.
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305. Do you feel that, gang?
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306. That's it. That's the feeling I've been promising.
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307. Folks, things are looking bright and cheery
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308. for the Ball-a-Holics now. Share the ball.
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309. Riley out there, he goes around the defender—
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310. Oh. Whoa, looks like he could have used
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311. a little help on that one.
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312. Again? Enough of—
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313. Riley, stop!
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314. It's okay, I got it, I got it.
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315. Check it out, check it out.
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316. It's shine time, folks, but all that glitters is—
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317. You're not even looking
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318. at the basket.
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319. He made that a whole lot harder than needed.
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320. And in his face.
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321. Score is 16-8.
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322. Riley, please. Stop the showboating.
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323. How am I gonna be a superstar without a highlight reel?
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324. Don't worry, we still ahead.
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325. Game on. Scared to tell you, folks,
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326. there's more than one person in the word "team,"
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327. if that makes any sense.
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328. No, Riley, no!
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329. This kid sure can dribble, but he shoots like shit.
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330. Nothing. Absolute pure air, folks.
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331. Riley has gone from sugar
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332. to absolute crap in no time at all.
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333. Well, it's like I said before:
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334. the defense for the Ball-a-Holics
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335. just isn't there.
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336. What?
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337. Over to Riley,
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338. he takes the last shot of the game...
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339. Up and in.
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340. Yeah.
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341. See? I told you I could do it.
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342. Well, Riley seems happy,
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343. but apparently for no good reason.
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344. The scoreboard tells the tale.
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345. Huey?
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346. Yeah?
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347. I don't like losing.
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348. Well, then, stop beating yourself.
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349. Huey?
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350. Yeah?
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351. You still a bitch.
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352. And at shooting guard,
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353. she's currently the league high-scorer.
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354. The Blond Bomber, Cindy "Fearsome" McPhearson.
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355. Looking at the white girl is a foul.
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356. Speaking to the white girl is a technical foul.
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357. And touching the white girl, ho-ho, now, that's a lynching.
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358. Game on.
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359. Uh-oh.
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360. Don't get picked by a girl, now.
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361. I don't think you want that, that ain't pretty.
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362. Fearsome takes the ball,
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363. she goes past him and an easy lay-up.
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364. Ooh, in one, volume six right there.
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365. You might wanna cop that, bro.
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366. It's like these guys are playing from the exact same—
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367. Ooh, a fake pass behind his head,
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368. goes around to the right side, up and good.
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369. You're just mad because I'm styling on you.
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370. Looks like we have a match-up like we haven't seen
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371. in quite a while. Step up, opens up and straight in.
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372. Riley's got some pepper of his own out there, folks.
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373. Tossing it up and in.
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374. Didn't know I'd be playing with a baby.
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375. Bottles.
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376. Sure, go home right now.
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377. Goes around with two defenders on her—
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378. There's a reason they call her Fearsome,
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379. Not because her dad
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380. was a bear.
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381. Riley, you've got to calm down.
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382. You're letting her mess with your head.
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383. I know, you right, you right.
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384. I'm gonna be cool, I'm gonna be cool.
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385. Got him. Got him. Got him.
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386. As she goes around him once again, Riley, defending—
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387. Ooh, a little finger roll there.
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388. Foul, foul.
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389. Keep your hand off that white girl.
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390. Foul. Oh, come on, man,
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391. that's some old bullshit.
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392. That's a technical foul.
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393. Oh, one more of those and Young Reezy is out of here.
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394. Come on, ref, that's some kind of bull.
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395. You need glasses out there?
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396. Score is 24-30.
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397. We can still win this.
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398. Man, we can't beat 'em. Not while she in the game.
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399. You gonna have to get in her head the way she's in yours.
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400. I gotta bag on her.
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401. That's a great idea.
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402. Whoa, whoa, are you guys talking about
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403. insulting that child to throw her game off?
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404. Oh, how about, her breath is so stank
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405. that, um, it smells like hot garbage?
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406. Say something about her mama. Like, her head's so big,
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407. she use a fitted sheet for a stocking cap.
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408. Wait, wait, wait. Your mama's so black,
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409. when she get out the car, the oil light come on.
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410. I don't think that's gonna work.
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411. All right. How about, your mama's so fat—
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412. No, no, no, wait, wait.
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413. Your mama's so ashy— No.
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414. Miss Elderberry was talking about Cindy's mom.
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415. Ooh, this is good. This is really gonna get her.
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416. What I had heard was...
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417. —with that big ass...
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418. —you know—?
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419. Game on.
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420. Oh, boy, you look mad. I'm scared now.
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421. You're not gonna cry now, are you?
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422. Your mama got caught giving up neck
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423. in the bathroom at the Woodcrest Country Club,
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424. and it wasn't your daddy.
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425. What? This game's a real squeaker.
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426. There goes Riley, up—
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427. Oh, for some reason, he left her standing there.
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428. Standing, looking dumbfounded.
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429. Ooh-wee, your mama does cocaine when she thinks nobody around.
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430. Who told you that?
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431. Uh-oh. Look out.
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432. Folks, whatever Riley is doing out there, it is working.
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433. Your parents are getting divorced
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434. and waiting till after your birthday to tell.
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435. Looks like Riley is all up in her head,
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436. and speaking of being ahead,
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437. folks, we're looking at something here.
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438. Sixty-one, 44.
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439. Riley, this is it.
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440. This is your day.
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441. I always believed in you.
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442. Thanks, coach.
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443. Well, look at this.
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444. The Tigers have only one player to sub
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445. and it looks like it's little Billy Mathews.
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446. Now, Billy is autistic but he sure loves basketball.
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447. Getting his first playing time right here today.
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448. Son, just go in there and have fun.
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449. Today's your day. I always believed in you.
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450. Ball's being passed to Billy Mathews,
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451. poor little kid.
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452. Oh, I'm gonna take it easy on you, Rain Man.
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453. This nigga out here like Forrest Gump, y'all.
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454. No hope on this, and the ball goes straight up— And in!
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455. What the—?
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456. The crowd is loving this kid.
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457. Three points plus 44 points equals 47 points,
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458. definitely 59 points minus 47 points
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459. equals 14 points to go.
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460. All right, Billy, no more freebies.
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461. A little lucky shot there by Billy Mathews and— Again.
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462. Billy Mathews is incredible. Yes!
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463. I knew you can do it. I knew you can, Billy. Yeah.
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464. Here you go, Billy.
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465. The ball stolen by Billy Mathews.
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466. He's got angle, he's got aim, he's got game.
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467. Billy Mathews, out of nowhere,
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468. makes you wish the whole team
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469. was autistic right now, doesn't it?
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470. Boy, that kid is special.
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471. Game goes to the Tigers, 68-61.
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472. Come on, Billy. Yay! Go!
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473. Last time I saw something this powerful
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474. was at the end of The Mighty Ducks.
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475. What a miracle moment.
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476. Motherfucked!
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477. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
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478. Pricks, shit. Shit, shit, shit.
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479. Shit.
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480. We've been showing it all day,
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481. simply unbelievable.
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482. Little Billy Mathews playing his first game
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483. in the Woodcrest Youth Basketball League, get this:
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484. Twelve for 12 from downtown.
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485. Man, how would you like to be
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486. the poor kid guarding Billy in this game?
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487. How about this?
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488. The movie rights to Billy Mathews sold today
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489. for a cool million dollars,
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490. and there is talk, get this,
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491. of giving Billy his own sneaker.
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492. Way to go, buddy, you deserve it.
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493. Finally, a kid who knows what the game is all about.
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