Scene: Los Angeles airport. The USA basketball team boards a private jet to go to Beijing. A security guard takes count.
All right, Kobe's here... morning, Dwight... and that's Lebron in back. Good.
Quick head count here... there's Coach K...
Hang on, Coach. We've got one too many.
Security? Look, Coach, that's what I'm here for. And there's nothing on this list that
The shadowy figure steps forth, into the security guard's face. The guard is unimpressed.
You feeling strong, big man? I've got a black belt in hapkido and jiu-jitsu. I'm the best damned security guard in this entire state. What do you have a black belt in, huh?
The figure grabs the guard by his shirt and lifts him off the ground. He takes off his hooded sweatshirt and says one word:
"Freedom."
TO BE CONTINUED...