The entire stadium was packed to the brim. From courtside to the nosebleeds there were fans wearing their teams' jersey as a show of support.
The scoreboard read 105 to 104 as the Los Angeles Lakers trailed the Portland Trail Blazers. The clock showed that there was only forty seconds left in the game.
The bright lights of the arena beamed down on Kyle as he was breathing heavily. He looked out at the crowd 'There are so many people here. And there's probably millions more watching the game from their homes.
This is game seven and we're down by one. It's win or go home time. Can we really do this? Can we really bring home the chip?'
Just as worry and doubt were beginning to fill his mind a familiar voice managed to clear his thoughts "Let's do this Kyle."
Kyle looked to the front of him and smiled after seeing Jason's usual cold demeanor 'There's no reason for me to be worried. Not as long as he's here.'
