Double Team by Amar'e Stoudemire

Author:Amar'e Stoudemire
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2012-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

I was home by four o’clock, sitting at the kitchen table with a big sandwich I’d just made, a glass of milk, and the postcard on the table in front of me. I just kind of stared at it as I ate, like I was expecting the little picture of Overtime to jump right out of the card and onto the table.

I wished it would. At least then I’d have someone to talk to about this. I had big news and no one to share it with. Dad was still at work. As busy as he was right now, he’d probably work until it got dark out. Junior had dropped me off on his way back to his own job. He was working a night shift for the guy who covered his day shift. Normally with news this big, I’d talk to Deuce or Mike. Not this time. Obviously.

I finished my sandwich, finished my milk, and looked at the card. There was someone I could talk to. I walked over and picked up the phone. I didn’t have to look up the number. I knew it by heart. The phone rang once, twice, three times. Then someone picked up. It was my half brother.

“Hello?” he said.

“Hey, little man,” I said.

We talked a little, and I told him about the tournament.

“Is the trophy really as tall as me?” he said.

Okay, so maybe I exaggerated a little.

“Nah, not really,” I said. “But the next one will be. I’ll send you a picture, okay?”

“Okay!” he said.

“Is Mom there?”

“Yeah, she’s right here.”

“Put her on, all right? Talk to you later, little big man.”

I heard that weird bumping, rustling sound you always get when people are handing off the phone.

“Amar’e?” said Mom. “Hey, baby, it’s good to hear your voice. How was the trip back?”

“Fine,” I said. “Had a tournament today.”

“How’d you do?” she said. “You have fun?”

“I had, um, some fun,” I said.

“Mmm-hmmm,” she said. She read me like a book.

“Yeah, not as much as the last one,” I admitted. “But we won second place. Got a trophy.”

“That’s great!” she said. “And you know I’m not surprised. You know you’re my superstar.”

“Yeah,” I said, looking down at my feet. I always felt a little awkward when she said stuff like that, even if she was, like, a thousand miles away. “And there’s something else, too.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“You gonna tell me, or do I have to guess?”

“You know who Overtime Tanner is?”

“Oh, sure,” she said. “He’s a legend.”

“I met him! He was really nice.”

“That’s great, baby! Were you at the superstars club together?”

“Aw, come on, Mom,” I said, but I had to smile. “He invited me to his tournament.”

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