Zain began to tap his foot impatiently as he held the ball to his hip. [b]"What is the damn hold up?!"[/b] He exclaimed in an annoyed tone. [b]"I rather not die of old age waiting for a basketball game to start."[/b] He said before looking at the people he was paired with, the three "killers". [b]"Do any of you white boys even know how to play basketball?"[/b] He said as he started to spin the ball on his finger before moving the still spinning ball to his tail.