Ryan slipped back to his seat in the upper bowl as the slam dunk contest awards wrapped, the Zentron Celestial Arena still vibrating with the crowd's energy. Confetti drifted like neon snow, and Colter Frye's triumphant grin lit up the jumbotron as he hoisted the trophy.
Ryan glanced at Eddie, sprawled in the seat next to Jamal. "Ready to bounce?"
Before Eddie could answer, the arena's lights dimmed again, plunging the court into a dramatic glow.
Ryan frowned. "Another event?"
"Shouldn't be," Jamal muttered, pulling out his phone with one hand and squinting at the tiny schedule booklet they'd all been handed at the gate.
The arena lights were dim, making it hard to read, but he tilted the page toward the screen glow. "Lemme check... I thought we were done."
The emcee's voice boomed again across the darkened arena: "Ladies and gentlemen..."
Jamal squinted at the booklet. "Oh. Here it is. Introduction of the four new teams."
Ryan raised an eyebrow. "New teams?"
