Undrafted: Underrated x Underestimated

[The JZA]

[chosenone58]

Hell of a finish. Congrats. Can't wait to see what Magic has in store for Year 2

[The JZA]

BEST YOU NEVER HAD / I APOLOGIZE

It was over, everything was said and done. The Los Angeles Lakers were champions of the NBA once again. After enduring seven games to send the Atlanta Hawks home, the head coach, Carmelo Anthony, hoists up his first NBA title as a coach. Recks Black and all the others took their turn hoisting the Larry O'Brien title, enjoying the moment with each other and the fans before finally heading to the locker room where the celebration continued. Just before reaching the locker room, Recks ran into a familiar face.

"Well, well, look who finally earned him a real championship"

"Hey, you're about two rings too late, my guy", Recks retorted with a smile.

"Congratulations man, you did it. And you did it in style. A decisive game seven? Can't do it no better than that", LeBron complimented.

"As usual, this was a team effort, couldn't do it without the fellas, but more or less, I appreciate that bro."

Both LeBron and Recks hugged it out and just as so, journalist took to there cameras and snap a few shots of them embracing. An end to a rivalry, perhaps?

"So, I just want to say, on behalf of the Los Angeles Lakers Legacy, congratulations on your win, welcome to the family, and I couldn't be more proud of you bro."

"I think he means WE couldn't be more proud of you!", Magic Johnson interjected.

"I brought it home! Just like we talked about!"

"Yes you did! And I had no doubt that you were the man to get the job done, leading the Lakers to a 70 win season, and a championship to top it off. Simply an incredible feat Mr. Black!"

Magic pats Recks on the shoulder, squeezing the three of themselves in for a couple of photo ops. As tired as Recks was, he parlayed a little longer with the two, enjoying the champagne celebration. After more pictures with the team and trophy, the reporters flocked to Recks, bombarding him with questions.

"Recks, congratulations on winning your third NBA title. The atmosphere in here is buzzing like crazy, can you tell us how you're feeling right now?"

"Thank you, and it's like you said, it's buzzing. We're buzzing off a good high right now. We just won the NBA finals, how are we not supposed to feel?"

"Following up your performance from game six, was there any amount of pressure added outside of game seven it-self?"

"Um, yeah, there was a lot of pressure, I'm not going to lie about it. I mean, it's game seven, everything is on the line with just this one game. And not just me, but we all wanted to come in, represent ourselves, our friends and familiy, the team, the organization, the fans, everyone from the towel guy to the executives. There was a lot of success riding on this one game. With all that said, um... I'm just happy things turned out how it did. We stayed focused, we came prepared, and we did our jobs to the fullest."

"You won your third title with your third team in the NBA. With a impressive and immaculate resume you've built during your short time in the league, what's next for Recks Black?"

"I'm going to retire..."

At that instant, everyone in ear shot, the reporters, the team, LeBron, and even Magic immediately turned their attention to Recks after hearing what he just said."

"Can you repeat that? Did we just hear you say that you're going to retire?"

"Yeah. I'm retiring... For the summer."

A smug creeped onto Recks' face as the locker room began to fill with laughter and relief and faux grief in reaction.

"We honestly thought you was serious for a moment there."

"Y'all a bunch of suckers", Recks chuckled.

"I'm going to relax, spend much needed time with my family, and get ready for the next season. I can't say what the future holds, but I aim to repeat like Shaq and Kobe. It's the Lakers' way."

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It wasn't long after for Recks to check in with his phone. Of course, he received an abundance of messages from players around the league, Khyri, his family, fans, and all sorts of characters on social media about the big win. But one message in particular caught his eye...

It would be usual for Recks to go out with the team, celebrate at a lounge, have drinks, enjoy the post-camaraderie. But this night, Recks was ready to turn in and turn up to his private party. There's always the Lakers' victory parade. After saying his peace, Recks made way to his G Wagon and left the scene in haste.

After a 50 minute travel with some delays, Recks made it to the hotel where Erica resided for the night. With a brief salutation and key request to her room, Recks B' lines it to her suite and making his presence known.

"It's about time you made it he-"

Erica was abruptly cut off from finishing her sentence and pouring her glass of wine as Recks kicked the door close and whisk Erica up in his arms. Followed with a intense make out session, Recks left no words to be said as carried her to the bedroom and before long, Recks found him-self planting his "flagpole" in the deepest regions of Erica as she raise a "banner" of her own.

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Liquored up and filled with lust, this rendezvous would last into the wee hours of the night, missing calls from home, Khyri particularly. Hours later, Recks wakes up, finding a dozen missed calls from Khyri, but one of the missed calls came from Kairos...

"Good morning, my King", Erica pressed her bosom onto Recks' back as he sat up, pre-luding to dressing him-self.

"Good morning."

Erica begins to kiss Recks on his neck, down his shoulder, "Last night was so good. You really know how to go all out for a woman", Erica smiles.

"I'm glad you had a good time."

"More than a good time, it was bliss! No, it heaven and bliss! Like, I'm still sore, but I feel so good, I never felt like this before."

Erica pursues Recks will her tongue trailing up his neck behind his ear. Unfazed, Recks stood up and got dressed quietly.

"Is something the matter?"

"I got to get home. I'm over here fucking up and my kids need me. I just got to go."

"Okay, I understand."

"I'm sorry about this."

"Well, when will I see you again?"

"... I don't know, Erica. Maybe it's best we cool things off."

"What do you mean? You saying, you don't want to be with me?"

"I'm saying I can't keep going on with this cheating. Shit is wrong. As I told you before, you're a great girl Erica. If I met you on different terms, hell yeah, I'd be down for you. But I'm a father, and I can't be losing time with my kids."

"So, you just gonna use me like that? I mean nothing to you?"

"I'm sorry. I'm wrong for that, never wanted it to come this far."

"... Get out... GET THE FUCK OUT!!" The seductive and cheeky Erica suddenly snapped to a scorn woman with fury, throwing anything she could get her hands on. Telephone, lamp, shoes, glasses, you name it. Erica couldn't believe she put her-self out there and got played. But that was far from how Recks perceived it. With Recks making exit unscathed, Recks booked it home with in mind of hopefully putting this distraction behind him, so he thought...

[The JZA]

Hell of a finish. Congrats. Can't wait to see what Magic has in store for Year 2

Thanks fam. Recks out here trying to be like Snow & them Baldwin boys. Need Mojo to follow suit

[The JZA]

[Agent]

She ain’t gonna snitch

[chosenone58]

Hell of a finish. Congrats. Can't wait to see what Magic has in store for Year 2

Thanks fam. Recks out here trying to be like Snow & them Baldwin boys. Need Mojo to follow suit

He got some huge footsteps to follow. But he’s up for it.

So, you sleep with the woman, then you leave…. And blame it on the kids.

Wow, Recks. Now you got a stage 5 clinger on your hands.

[The JZA]

She ain’t gonna snitch

Maybe she will, maybe she won't. All I'm saying is, I don't know

Hell of a finish. Congrats. Can't wait to see what Magic has in store for Year 2

Thanks fam. Recks out here trying to be like Snow & them Baldwin boys. Need Mojo to follow suit

He got some huge footsteps to follow. But he’s up for it.

So, you sleep with the woman, then you leave…. And blame it on the kids.

Wow, Recks. Now you got a stage 5 clinger on your hands.

lol I wouldn't say he blamed the kids per se, more like he came to a realization of what mattered more. Cut the man some slack lol

All I can say is, he best be careful...

[The JZA]

[The JZA]