When i knew i was in trouble

 There were this one time when i was living in Rhode island and i was playing the game i was playing 2k18. I was playing with my friends and we was on a 7 game wins streak. I was carrying 5 games straight and on of my friends sat corner and my other friend was sitting near paint for rebound i was going crazy had 12 points a game. Then me and my boys faced comp and we was losing by 1 the score was 19 and 20. I was running down the court and my  boy was open for a three in the corner i pass it to him and he miss wide open he sold the game. Then i got so angry that i smashed my mom 50 inch TV and i knew i was in trouble after that.

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