The kid watched his teammate. Will it not stop? he said.
It will not.
What do you think?
I've got to stop it.
The dog had run the other team's score up like blood running between his fingers.
Where is air bud? said the kid.
Where indeed.
If I steal the ball we can score some points.
You'll not steal the ball. Dont be a fool. Just block.
His paws are light and nimble. He never sleeps in the yard. He says that he will never go to a farm upstate. He dances in the yard and in the house and he is a great favorite. He never sleeps in the yard, the shepherd. He is dunking, dunking. He says that he will never be put down.
Basketball was always here. Before the dog was, basketball waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner.
