39 points on a high school basketball game is a lot of points. That's how many Cassius Winston scored last night against Brother Rice. He was scoring at will, absolutely unstoppable. Finger roll lay-ups, reverses, right-hand, left-hand. And the threes. The threes rained down and rained down and kept coming. Sick. It was sick. People sitting next to me shook their heads in disbelief. "The kid can't miss," the guy in front of me exclaimed. Sick.
Final score: UD by 30, again. You almost stop keeping score. You know it's a blowout when the coach sits down and just let's the players play.
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