Danil Kashin DK

(Kashentsovy)
(Tg channel: Go_to_the_garden3)

Danya, the star of the school basketball team, was a true phenomenon. Tall, red-haired, with blue eyes, he knew exactly how to command everyone's attention instantly. The girls were absolutely crazy about him. Ruslan, his friend, remained in the shadows, though he knew far more about this rivalry than anyone could possibly imagine.

Ruslan never missed a single game Danya played in and cheered for him with all his heart. Moreover, he often attended practices, meticulously gathering new information about upcoming competitions to help Danya reach new heights.

Today was just another ordinary practice day. After an intense game, Danya walked up to Ruslan, throwing one large arm around him while deftly spinning the ball on his finger with the other. A sly smile lit up his face.

— Rus, check out this new move!

Danya tossed out, his voice sounding confident and a bit boastful.

Ruslan, without taking his eyes off his phone where he continued to track the latest tournament news, replied lazily:

— Yeah... I see. Can you pull it off in a game?

— You're always like this!

Danya chuckled, tossing the ball even higher.

— In a game, of course. You know I don't like showing everything at once. Come on, tell me, what's the word on the "Tigers"? They say their new center is a beast.

Ruslan finally looked up from the screen, his gaze becoming more focused.

— I heard he injured his ankle last week. But the Tigers' coach is keeping it quiet. According to my sources, he'll play, but his mobility is questionable. This could be your chance, Dan.

Danya nodded, his smile widening with excitement.

— Now we're talking. Means we'll press them right from the start. What about their defense? I feel like they've started playing... predictably.

— Agreed. Their playmaker often loses the ball under pressure. I've gathered the stats on his turnovers over the last three games. See for yourself.

Ruslan handed the phone to Danya.

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Ruslan handed the phone to Dana.
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Danya picked up the phone, his red eyebrows drawing together as he studied the numbers.
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"Excellent, Russ! You're the best analyst in this school. With this kind of training, we'll definitely crush them!"
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— Just don't relax.
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Ruslan warned, returning the phone.
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"They're not made up by chance either. And remember, the main thing is not to lose your head."
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— I know, I know.
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Dania winked, returning to his warm-up.
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— But with your support I feel invincible.
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(Next you are Rusa)