Jordan Geronimo wants the ball. His knees are bent, arms outstretched, palms facing up in anticipation of a pass. It’s late in Indiana’s first game against BC Mega in the Bahamas and Geronimo’s positioning makes his intention clear: feed me the rock.
But Geronimo, who is wide open at the top of the key, does more than that. He demands the ball.
“Oh yeah,” Geronimo says loud enough to be heard over the squeak of sneakers and murmur of the crowd.
Indiana’s ball-handler, who’s probing through the lane, hears the call, whipping the ball to Geronimo.