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Who would want to join a club called Dunces Anonymous? It was a dumb name. It was a dumb idea. Still, what else could he do? He needed help. Josh was in terrible trouble, and he couldn't think of a way out of it alone.
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It was Mike and me on the fast break, two-on-one against a skins' defenseman. I was closing in on the top of the key, with the defenseman stuck to me like glue, when I saw Mike. He was wide open at the bottom of the key and calling for the ball. One sharp pass to Mike and we'd clinch the win. But then I heard Coach Donovan's voice in my head: Whatcha got, kid? Whatcha got? And I thought: I'll show you what I've got.
