He did not know Kendrick carried a dead coach’s release, a mother’s tired prayers, a community center’s last hope, and a lesson older than every stadium banner on that field.

He laughed when Kendrick dropped to his knees.

Then the ball flew.

And by the time it hit the glove, everyone in Atlanta knew the boy had not lowered himself at all.

He had just shown them where his power began.

The End.