Damon Walker was not a blue chip athlete by any stretch of the imagination. He was a senior walk-on that had only just earned his first scholarship that year, and more because of his hard work and dedication in the previous three seasons, than anything else. He was barely a starter, being challenged for his job by the hot young freshman, Zaire Thomas all year. But Damon Walker loved the game of basketball and at that very moment, the six-six, two hundred and twenty pounded forward was in the
middle of the game of his life. Something about the month of March always seemed magical to him, but this year shit was even more special because he knew it would be his last.
He was only a sixty-eight percent free throw shooter; yet he was presently on his ninth trip to the line where he was a perfect eight for eight, so far. His unranked Winthrop University Eagles were nursing a five point lead in what was shaping up to be the upset of year over number twelve ranked Georgia Tech.
He dribbled twice and took the free throw with three minutes and thirty-four seconds left in regulation and the Winthrop Coliseum home crowd went ballistic when the ball whisked through the net, giving Walker a career-high nineteen points.
The horn blew and the Yellow Jackets made a substitution.
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