But it seemed as if the rim hated her today, for the ball was repelled yet again, bouncing off erratically—I went after that ball and picked it up.

I didn’t have any particular intention in doing so, but I thought that that was the way things were going, so I shot the ball at the basket from where I picked it up. Although, it would be boring to just shoot plain old parabolic shots, so I pushed the ball from my chest as if passing it to the basket.

As intended, the ball went through the rim.

After hitting the backboard, that is.

If I had simply thrown it normally, it might not have gone in, but when I threw the ball, I added a bit of spin to it—I would say the crux of ball games is how well you can control the rotation of the ball, but what do you think?

I see.


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