Basketball at Night
By Eve Morton
Jamal Knight was early.
Coach Grady was still in the middle of paperwork for the injuries received on the court that day, so he was still in his office when the limo arrived. He’d wanted to meet Jamal personally in the school office or even in the parking lot—but these reports needed to be done. The high school took the injuries seriously, and he didn’t want to tarnish his already stellar reputation amongst the faculty and staff. He was usually able to complete any paperwork over break and lunch hours in the staff room, but that same faculty and staff who admired the sports coach for his immaculate uniforms, his attention to detail on the field, and his ability to groom wonderful players into all-star athletes made it so he was barraged with questions a
