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The air hummed with the electric energy of the packed stadium as they cheered, and he stepped up to the podium, the microphone feeling light in his hand. He’d just won the championship, and the feeling was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. The feeling was ecstasy.

His phone buzzed. It was from his old teammate, Jason. “Hey man, remember that game?”

He smirked. "How could I forget? The best game of my career."

“I was just remembering how you gave the perfect pass, setting me up for the winning shot. What a shot!”

He felt a flash of something unpleasant. "No, Jason. I was the one who took the winning shot. That's why we won. My shot was perfect. I remember that game very well." He closed his eyes, remembering the flash of the cameras, the roar of the crowd, the utter satisfaction of victory.

Jason's reply was quick. "You were important, man. But you were the star, and I'll never forget it."

He ignored the text and turned towards the crowd again. They needed him.