Love & Basketball Page #2

I'm not trying

to look all fast.

Thanks, girl.

Good lord, look at that booty.

I want to lick the sweat off.

Quincy, so help me out.

Where's it gonna be?

I'll see you at

the press conference, baby.

Four years, I've been

writing about your son.

Did that cover story on you two

in "Sunday Magazine."

You'd love for him to play

at USC like you, right?

No, I'd love for him

to get a good education.

See you at

the press conference.

Fine. Blow me off.

Never like that, baby.

We should have another talk

with Coach Carile of Princeton.

Come on, Pop.

There's no way an lvy League

team will go all the way.

I don't care about

the team, Quincy.

I care about the school.

Didn't we have

this conversation already?

Right.

You played a good game today.

I was proud of you.

Thanks, man.

You up for a game later?

I don't want to hurt

your feelings now.

You don't want

to hurt that back.

I gotta bend down low

to guard you.

Anyway, I gotta get

to this meeting...

so tell your mom

I'm gonna be late.

Don't work too hard.

Let's hope I can say

the same about you someday.

I love you, bro.

- I love you, too.

- Be cool.

Hey, what's up, man?

Thank you.

Hey, Mr. M.

Hey, Miss Baller.

Excuse me, ladies.

- Way to hoop.

- I know this.

- What you want?

- A ride home.

Your legs don't look broke.

Look, big head,

I'll be at your car.

I guess "Please"

would be a stretch?

Please.

Don't touch the radio,

all right?

Just appreciate

the ride home.

Have a little respect

for a man's car.

Put something on.

No, I like going home

in silence after the game.

Thinking about how good

I look shootin' that three.

Don't flatter yourself.

What's that?

Some note Shawnee Easton

told me to give you.

Shawnee Easton.

With the bigass titties?

Hey, give it here!

Give it here!

"Q, you are so fine.

"I've been wanting

to get with you.

"Let me take you

to the spring dance...

and I promise

I'll leave you satisfied."

What a ho.

Why she gotta be a ho

'cause she wanna get with me?

She's a ho because she's sends

her coochie through the mail.

And?

She's not saying,

"I think you're a nice guy...

and I want to get

to know you better."

She's saying, "I wanna bone."

She's honest.

An honest, tramp-ass ho.

But then I guess you'll stick

your thing in anything.

My thing?

I didn't know you cared so much.

I don't.

So, who you going

to the dance with, anyway?

Spalding?

Who's Spalding?

- See?

- Stupid!

That's why you ain't

getting recruited.

Who said I'm not

getting recruited?

Your hot-ass temper,

that's who.

I'm not the one

who put this scar here...

when we were 11-years-old

'cause he was about to lose.

You know what?

Give me your best shot.

Give me your best shot.

I'm sick of...

Would you watch the damn road?

I am. I'm sick of you

hanging this over my head.

Give me your best shot.

Don't tempt me.

I'm warning you.

I'm warning you.

You don't store that attitude,

no one will recruit you.

Please.

You jump in some guy's face,

you talk smack...

and you get a pat on your ass.

But because I'm a female...

I get told to calm down

and act like a lady.

I'm a ballplayer.

With a jacked-up attitude.

Didn't know you cared so much.

I really don't.

Good.

I'm home! What's up, Mom?

What is this?

That's your earring.

I look like

some hoochie to you?

I found it on your bed.

What you doing in my room?

I have told you about

these fast-ass girls.

We were just studying.

Boy, I'm not playing with you.

These girls are looking

to get you caught.

They see you,

and they see dollar signs.

I know.

Are you hearing me?

I'm hearing you.

No. Are you hearing me?

I've been hearing you, Mom.

How was your game?

27 points, 11 assists,

still undefeated.

Still the man.

You know that.

Where's your dad?

He said he'd be home later.

Later when?

I don't know.

He had a meeting.

At 1:
00 in the morning?

I'm not getting anywhere

by punching a clock

just so my wife

doesn't get an attitude.

I came second to the NBA.

I'm not about to come second

to no bullshit scouting job.

I didn't mean it like that.

Zeke, all I'm saying

is that it would be nice...

if you found time

for your family.

You should see the tramps

coming after Quincy.

If you don't talk to him...

I have.

You said you'd think about

going back to get your degree.

You said

I should get my degree.

I like my bullshit job.

And it's gonna lead to

a front-office position.

Until then, don't worry.

We got just enough savings...

to keep your fine ass

in Gucci and gold.

How many nights does

my fine ass get...

Damn you!

What about now?

Do I get a week yet?

- Keep your voice down!

- Keep your ass home!

Coming to my game?

You know that,

but I got finals tomorrow...

so I gotta leave at halftime.

You can't leave at halftime.

It's the championship.

I know, but I got a cutie

coming over to help me study.

What's going on

with you and the spring dance?

You got a date yet?

Yeah. Brothers are

lined up at my locker.

I found you someone.

Found?

I'm not some charity case.

Ma tell you to do that?

- No, she did not.

- Damn, Lena.

Who is he?

This brother from my college.

He's in college?

And he is fine, girl.

How'd you get him to say yes?

I told him you looked like me.

Great.

- Monica, you do.

- Yeah, right.

If you were tore up,

I would not be claiming you.

Trust.

We're gonna do something cute

with your hair...

get you in a nice, sexy dress,

some heels.

I don't know

how to walk in heels.

You just worry about

playing your heart out...

for that recruiter tonight.

You let your big sister

worry about your date.

You ever been in love?

Too many times.

They ever love you back?

Once I cut 'em off.

Why?

I don't have to tell you girls

how big this game is.

We worked too damn hard not to

take the championship with us.

So we're gonna play smart

and with control...

and we're gonna kick some butt.

Captain!

- Whose house?

- C-house!

- C...

- House!

Lady Cougars on three.

One, two, three, Lady Cougars!

Come on, now. Come on!

Crenshaw Cougars!

Crenshaw! Crenshaw!

Green! White!

44 spread, 44.

Down 4, you got this.

What you got, baby?

Don't get tight.

She's laying off.

Pull up.

Down one, down one.

Come on, D-up, Mon.

Watch the ball.

Watch the ball. Now.

Bonus.

Toss up. Take it right.

Watch your left!

All right, watch your left!

Up one.

D-up, Mon.

Come on. Play smart.

Up one. Play smart.

You got this.

Play smart. Play smart.

I got this. Play smart.

Don't put that out there.

- What?

- Reaching in.

No! Come on, ref.

White, 3-2... reaching in.

One and one.

Bull!

Let it go.

It's all right.

Just get it back.

One shot.

Let's go, Monica.

Take this all the way.

It's all you, Mon.

Let's go.

Come on, come on, Mon.

Get there.

You just need to get there.

Come on, you need this.

Please.

Foul, foul, foul!

Holding.

That's five.

That's OK.

You played hard.

It's all right, Monica.

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