The Roundhouse

You lunge into the air like a bull, reach your highest point and do two enormous flips. and finally you go speeding toward the hoop like a meteor. The ball zings through the net and your hands hit the rim with a thunderous bang, and the entire backboard bursts into a cloud of plexi-dust. You drop so hard to the ground that your feet leave two footprint shaped craters in the floor, and all the shattered bits and pieces of the hoop come glittering down over your head. Everyone just sort of stares at you, their jaws hanging open.