You take the ball. No, you take the ball. We don't play a flashy game, but we can be serious about it. When we drop a pass or dribble out of bounds, we look at our hands as if there is something wrong with them, because there may be. No one ever watches us play, but I imagine it would be fascinating for spectators.
Most young players think the game is about shooting three pointers and slamming dunks.
We understand the beauty of a gently thrown pass. We don't do a lot of diving for the ball, but we hustle, intermittently, once every 20 minutes or so. There is some trash talking, but it's reverse trash talking. We don't run because we don't need to be that close to the person we're ostensibly guarding. We're smart enough to understand that if we move fast or far, we'll be sore the next morning.