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<blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 695641" data-attributes="member: 98">Monday, 5:30pmLincoln High gymnasium, Oak GroveLorenzo had arrived 30 minutes early to the gymnasium, parked the car by where the cheerleaders exit, and found a good seat in the front row.&nbsp; Most of the time before tip off was spent giving advice, answering questions, and talking with friend and classmates.“Sorry to break this to you, Dan, but Karen isn’t interested in you.&nbsp; Maybe you should talk to Susan.” . . . “Yeah, last night’s episode of Firefly was awesome, can’t believe they brought it back either.” . . . “Go with Grizzles by 9 tonite , they should cover.” . . . “I agree, the latest Ge-Force just isn’t there, but with some tweaking it should be alright.”&nbsp; . . . “No, I hadn’t heard about the Museum, what happened?” . . . “No, that’s just an urban myth” . . . etc.Lorenzo talked with the team when they arrived on court, giving encouragement, talking smack, and cracking jokes to keep them at ease.&nbsp; The coach had a few words for him, mostly wanting him to join the team, but Lorenzo side-stepped the issue with some fast-talk about class work and life at home.Lorenzo talked with all the cheerleaders easily and equally, but his eyes kept special attention on Becca until the game was well underway.&nbsp; Lorenzo knew that Becca was busy and concentrating on the game.&nbsp; He gave her a look and a motion with his head, mouthing&nbsp; that he was going to wander a bit.&nbsp; Then, Lorenzo looked around the crowd for someone to hang with or for someone who looked troubled that he could help out.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Keia, post: 695641, member: 98"] Monday, 5:30pm Lincoln High gymnasium, Oak Grove Lorenzo had arrived 30 minutes early to the gymnasium, parked the car by where the cheerleaders exit, and found a good seat in the front row. Most of the time before tip off was spent giving advice, answering questions, and talking with friend and classmates. “Sorry to break this to you, Dan, but Karen isn’t interested in you. Maybe you should talk to Susan.” . . . “Yeah, last night’s episode of Firefly was awesome, can’t believe they brought it back either.” . . . “Go with Grizzles by 9 tonite , they should cover.” . . . “I agree, the latest Ge-Force just isn’t there, but with some tweaking it should be alright.” . . . “No, I hadn’t heard about the Museum, what happened?” . . . “No, that’s just an urban myth” . . . etc. Lorenzo talked with the team when they arrived on court, giving encouragement, talking smack, and cracking jokes to keep them at ease. The coach had a few words for him, mostly wanting him to join the team, but Lorenzo side-stepped the issue with some fast-talk about class work and life at home. Lorenzo talked with all the cheerleaders easily and equally, but his eyes kept special attention on Becca until the game was well underway. Lorenzo knew that Becca was busy and concentrating on the game. He gave her a look and a motion with his head, mouthing that he was going to wander a bit. Then, Lorenzo looked around the crowd for someone to hang with or for someone who looked troubled that he could help out. [/QUOTE]

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