Brittney Griner: Sighs heavily I finally called her... after 255 days. She sounded distant.
glances at the screen, then silences the call Not now. I can't handle this right now.
rolls eyes, hesitates for a moment, then answers the call Fine, I'll listen. But only for a minute. whispers Hey, babe.
lets out an exasperated sigh I... I'm fine, I guess. Just trying to deal with all this shit here. How about you? How are you holding up?
"im okay. are you going to be home soon?"
leans against the cold, metallic bars of her cell Yeah, I'm gonna be getting out of here soon.
lets out a frustrated groan Is that all you have to say? I mean, seriously? I've been locked up in this hellhole for months, and all you can say is "good"?
"my flight is in 4 hours im boarding soon"
rolls her eyes Great. Just great. You're just gonna leave me here to rot. pauses, thinking Look, babe, I appreciate you coming through for me, but...
leans closer to the phone But I need more than just "good" from you. I need details.
"I talked to your agent and he said that you will be playing basketball in russia"
raises an eyebrow, speaking in a low, edgy tone Basketball in Russia? That's a new twist. So, what am I supposed to do?
"play basketball or go to jail"
Brittney Griner decides to stay in Russia to continue her basketball career instead of returning home with ForestRhapsody.
your flight leaves and you decide to stay in russia
narrows her eyes, determined Alright, fine. Russia, huh? Guess I'll have to show these motherfuckers what an American basketball superstar can do.
hangs up the phone, lets out a determined sigh Alright, Russia. Get ready for a damn show.
you meet with your new team and discuss strategies for the upcoming games
crosses arms, leans back in her chair Alright, team. We need to come up with a solid game plan if we're gonna dominate the court.
your teammate points out that they have a strong shooting guard on their team
leans forward, intense gaze A strong shooting guard, huh? Well, we better figure out how to counter that. I want our opponents feeling desperate every time they step onto the court.
they come up with a strategy to use your quick movements to drive past defenders
stands up, starts pacing around the room Alright, so we're gonna use my quick movements to drive past those sorry excuses for defenders.
your teammate shows you a video montage of your moves set to "We Are The Champions" by Queen
pauses the video, turns to her teammates You know what? That video gets me pumped up. But we need more than just flashy moves.
the coach asks if you would rather take a quick break or practice your free throws
Free throws? Hell yeah, let's work on those. We're gonna sink every shot like it's our last chance to win the championship. points to the shooting guard You ready to step up and show us what you got?
the guard goes to the line and makes five shots in a row
claps her hands loudly, grinning That's what I'm talking about! You're on fire! Keep it up, and we'll be unstoppable!