A note on an Alabama man’s wall— the last link to a basketball game that happened 65 years ago in rural south Mississippi. A stranger in a Michigan college’s gym, splashing dozens of three-pointers through the net without a miss, screaming at himself like each shot is the last he will ever take. 7 boys on a Missouri baseball diamond without enough gloves to go around. A game of 1-on-1 in a driveway that was 7,000 miles in the making. An 0-5 football team circling the wagons for one hopeless, desperate game. A broken-hearted boy with a basketball in his hand, trying to find peace in an empty gym at midnight.