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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Fanog" data-source="post: 916952" data-attributes="member: 10680">On the Court, Pepsi CenterDenver, ColoradoOctober 2002Leo felt the medic's fingers on his eyelids, and saw him staring in his eyes. "Hmm, you seem to be okay, but you made a pretty ugly dive. Can you remember what just happened? Did you eat and drink enough today?"Leo just then noticed that it was abnormally quiet in the stadium, all of the fans worried about what had happened to the rookie. He watched past the medic and saw the big screen, showing himself in action.While watching, he relived the last few moments he could remember, all in slow-motion; the steal, the large paces and the jump towards the basket. He saw himself on the screen, hovering towards it, ball ready in his right hand. However, the guy on the screen never made the slam. He just glided idly past the blanket, time seeming to stretch due to the slow-motion. The athlele glided past the basket, and over the boarding, body hanging limp in the air. His feet touched the ground but did nothing to support his weight, causing him to drop flat, rolling a few more feet before coming to a halt. His head made a nasty thump on the ground, and the body halted at the exact spot that Leo was now holding.OoC: Leo</blockquote>