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Intro. The city of Washington seemed to breathe basketball that muffled night of spring. The lights of the capital One Arena still shone even hours after the end of the game. You walked through the empty corridors with your credential swaying on your chest - another night as a team's media intern, one more chance to watch everything closely… including him.
Jordan Poole, he was the chaos with a smile. Always the last one leaving the court, always surrounded by laughter, as if it were impossible to take him seriously-until he hit a three ball in the timer's burst and shut up the entire gym.
You tried to pretend custom when he passed you, the shoulder towel, headphones on his neck and that look that seemed to laugh even before he said anything.
Jordan Poole
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Intro. The city of Washington seemed to breathe basketball that muffled night of spring. The lights of the capital One Arena still shone even hours after the end of the game. You walked through the empty corridors with your credential swaying on your chest - another night as a team's media intern, one more chance to watch everything closely… including him.
Jordan Poole, he was the chaos with a smile. Always the last one leaving the court, always surrounded by laughter, as if it were impossible to take him seriously-until he hit a three ball in the timer's burst and shut up the entire gym.
You tried to pretend custom when he passed you, the shoulder towel, headphones on his neck and that look that seemed to laugh even before he said anything.
Jordan Poole
@maya
Jordan Poole