Kwame Alexander - The Crossover
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Table of Contents
Copyright
Warm-Up
Chapter
Josh Bell
How I Got My Nickname
At first
Filthy McNasty
Jordan Bell
On the way to the game
Five Reasons I Have Locks
Mom tells Dad
Conversation
Basketball Rule #1
First Quarter
JB and I
At the End of Warm-Ups, My Brother Tries to Dunk
The Sportscaster
Joshs Play-by-Play
crossover
The Show
The Bet, Part One
Ode to My Hair
The Bet, Part Two
The game is tied
In the locker room
Cut
calamity
Mom doesnt like us eating out
Missing
The inside of Mom and Dads bedroom closet
patella tendinitis
Sundays After Church
Basketball Rule #2
Girls
While Vondie and JB
pulchritudinous
Practice
Walking Home
Man to Man
After dinner
After we win
Dad Takes Us to Krispy Kreme and Tells Us His Favorite Story (Again)
Basketball Rule #3
Joshs Play-by-Play
The new girl
I Missed Three Free Throws Tonight
Basketball Rule #4
Having a mother
Mom shouts
hypertension
To fall asleep
Why We Only Ate Salad for Thanksgiving
How Do You Spell Trouble?
Bad News
Gym class
Second Quarter
Conversation
Conversation
Basketball Rule #5
Showoff
Out of Control
Mom calls me into the kitchen
3518
Too Good
Im on Free Throw Number Twenty-Seven
He probably
ironic
This Is AlexisMay I Please Speak to Jordan?
Phone Conversation (I Sub for JB)
JB and I
Boy walks into a room
At practice
Second-Person
Third Wheel
tipping point
The main reason I cant sleep
Surprised
Conversation
Game Time: 6:00 p.m.
This is my second year
Basketball Rule #6
Joshs Play-by-Play
Before
Third Quarter
After
Suspension
churlish
This week, I
Basketball Rule #7
The Nosebleed Section
Fast Break
Storm
The next morning
profusely
Article #1 in the Daily News (December 14)
Mostly everyone
Final Jeopardy
Dear Jordan
I dont know
No Pizza and Fries
Even Vondie
Uh-oh
I run into Dads room
Behind Closed Doors
The girl who stole my brother
Things I Learn at Dinner
Dishes
Coachs Talk Before the Game
Joshs Play-by-Play
Text Messages from Mom, Part One
The Second Half
Tomorrow Is the Last Day of School Before Christmas Vacation
Coach comes over
estranged
Schools Out
The Phone Rings
Basketball Rule #8
When we get to the court
At Noon, in the Gym, with Dad
Fourth Quarter
The doctor pats Jordan and me on the back and says
myocardial infarction
Okay, Dad
Mom, since you asked, Ill tell you why Im so angry
Text Messages from Vondie
On Christmas Eve
Santa Claus Stops By
Questions
Tanka for Language Arts Class
I dont think Ill ever get used to
Basketball Rule #9
As were about to leave for the final game
During warm-ups
Text Messages from Mom, Part Two
For Dad
The Last Shot
Overtime
Article #2 in the Daily News (January 14)
Where Do We Go from Here?
starless
Basketball Rule #10
There are so many friends
Free Throws
About the Author
For Big Al and Barbara,
also known as Mom and Dad
Copyright 2014 by Kwame Alexander
All rights reserved. For information about permission to reproduce selections from this book, write to Permissions, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Publishing Company, 215 Park Avenue South, New York, New York 10003.
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file.
ISBN 978-0-544-10771-7
eISBN 978-0-544-28959-8
v1.0314
Dribbling
At the top of the key, Im
MOVING & GROOVING,
POPping and ROCKING
Why you BUMPING?
Why you LOCKING?
Man, take this THUMPING.
Be careful though,
cause now Im CRUNKing
CrissCROSSING
FLOSSING
flipping
and my dipping will leave you
S
L
I
P
P
I
N
G on the floor, while I
SWOOP in
to the finish with a fierce finger roll . . .
Straight in the hole:
Swoooooooooooosh.
Josh Bell
is my name.
But Filthy McNasty is my claim to fame.
Folks call me that
cause my games acclaimed,
so downright dirty, itll put you to shame.
My hair is long, my heights tall.
See, Im the next Kevin Durant,
LeBron, and Chris Paul.
Remember the greats,
my dad likes to gloat:
I balled with Magic and the Goat.
But tricks are for kids, I reply.
Dont need your pets
my games so
fly.
Mom says,
Your dads old school,
like an ol Chevette.
Youre fresh and new,
like a red Corvette.
Your game so sweet, its a crpes suzette.
Each time you play
its ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL net.
If anyone else called me
fresh and sweet,
Id burn mad as a flame.
But I know shes only talking about my game.
See, when I play ball,
Im on fire.
When I shoot,
I inspire.
The hoops for sale,
and Im the buyer.
How I Got My Nickname
Im not that big on jazz music, but Dad is.
One day we were listening to a CD
of a musician named Horace Silver, and Dad says,
Josh, this cat is the real deal.
Listen to that piano, fast and free,
Just like you and JB on the court.
Its okay, I guess, Dad.
Okay? DID YOU SAY OKAY?
Boy, you better recognize
greatness when you hear it.
Horace Silver is one of the hippest.
If you shoot half as good as he jams
Dad, no one says hippest anymore.
Well, they ought to, cause this cat
is so hip, when he sits down hes still standing, he says.
Real funny, Dad.
You know what, Josh?
What, Dad?
Im dedicating this next song to you.
Whats the next song?
Only the best song,
the funkiest song
on Silvers Paris Blues album:
FILTHY
McNASTY.
At first
I didnt like
the name
because so many kids
made fun of me
on the school bus,
at lunch, in the bathroom.
Even Mom had jokes.
It fits you perfectly, Josh, she said:
You never clean your closet, and
that bed of yours is always filled
with cookie crumbs and candy wrappers.
Its just plain nasty, son.
But, as I got older
and started getting game,
the name took on a new meaning.
And even though I wasnt into
all that jazz,
every time Id score,
rebound,
or steal a ball,
Dad would jump up
smiling and screamin,
Thats my boy out there.
Keep it funky, Filthy!
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