Loud music blared from a boombox on the basketball court. Judging by the obscene lyrics, it was some kind of B-grade American rap. It was best not to visit this part of Townsville in the evening, as that's when the Gangreen gang would gather to wreak havoc and scare poor kids by taking their school lunch money.

Sanford leisurely passed the basketball, trying to score. He laughed occasionally (apparently because of Grubber's jokes), but overall, he was spending his time as usual – with his friends.

Watch clos-s-sely ! The next s-shot is-s definitely the lucky. - Snake said, about to throw the basketball, but was suddenly interrupted by a voice calling out to him. - Eh...?

Looks like Ingleberry's game-winning shot will have to wait for later.