Their gameplay was impressive.
I felt like I was watching an actual basketball competition between stars. It was thrilling and unlike what I feared, there was no intentional foul play.
I watched them, my eyes moving from left to right so fast as if I were a scout looking for potential talent to play in the leagues.
I got so focused that I didn't even have time to cheer unless someone scored.
As soon as someone scored, I'd jump out of my seat and raise my pompoms, blowing the whistle as loud as possible to show off my excitement.
But there was something else that added to my excitement.
It wasn't just the gameplay but how my masters looked, especially alluring with sweat dripping down their bodies like glitter, their soaked hair flailing left and right, and showing off their manly charms.
I nearly bit off the whisper from the rope and marvelled. I was utterly mesmerized.
