Hello Hurricane {English Translation}

30. Daniel - Bischofshofen - Day of qualification

The sun was shining through the high windows of the gym. It were the first rays of sunshine on this day that caused thousands of small cheeky dust particles to whirl through the air. Got them to dance and shine. Daniel sat dreamily on the bench and followed the spectacle. A transfigured grin on the face.

He still couldn't believe it. He saw the snowflakes swirling around them as they kissed. As they were just standing there, in the middle of the parking lot, hugging each other because Domen was cold in his thin jogging jacket, but he didn't want to budge. He had lost all sense of time and it had never been so indifferent to him. Daniel would still have been standing in this parking lot today, if Domen had wanted it that way.

Violent tramping tore Daniel from his daydreams and he hurried to tie up his sneakers. They had a short training session this morning before they would later go to the hill.

"Now lay the ball off, Halvor!" Tom shouted indignantly at the young Norwegian, who was making his way to the basketball hoop on the other side of the field, trying to free himself. He had to handle Anders as cover, who crowd him closer and closer. Robert was standing, , already at the basket on the other side, waiting for Anders to succeed.

"You can have it the easy way or the hard," Anders announced, disguising Halvor's path and trying again and again to knock the ball out of his fingers.

So they performed a little dance. Two steps to the left, then to the right again. A few steps forward, followed by Halvor who tried to strike a bow and circumnavigate Anders. Determined, they faced each other, neither of them willing to yield even a millimeter.

"What do you think, Robert? Waltz or rather a fast foxtrot? "Tom puzzled and cocked his head.

"At any rate talent-free," remarked the aforementioned, as Halvor had almost tripped over his own feet and now held the ball tightly with his body.

"My preccccioussss", Halvor lisped and looked all around until he finally spotted Tom and tried to throw the ball out.

Daniel, who had followed the scene in silence, had sprung up from his seat and had sneaked up on Halvor. Grinning he gave Anders to understand to shut up and just as Halvor wanted to throw, Daniel slapped the young Norwegian the ball from his hands and played it directly to Anders.

"Hey! Cheat! That's shit! I demand disqualification! Where is the referee? Red card! Penalty minutes! ", Halvor shouted indignantly, before he set himself in motion to recapture the ball after his fright.

Concentrated, the Norwegian team dedicated to the basketball game. Daniel got the ball back from Robert and made his way almost pending past Tom and Halvor. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Anders hurry on his right side, Robert on the left. Daniel feigned a short left, then shot the ball to Anders, who threw it directly in front of the basket back to Daniel on the three-points line who safely sank the hit. "Yeah," Daniel exclaimed smugly, clapping Anders and Robert.

"Super pitch" Robert applauded, while Daniel bowed.

"Thank you! Autographs will be available later, "announced the blond Norwegian cheeky.

"For what? For cheating? "Halvor grumbled, dribbling around with the ball he'd picked from the floor.

"Better you surrender, Halvor! It looks like the King is back. You have no chance anymore! ", Andreas noticed, as he came running out of the locker room to them.

"It was about time," Anders murmured from the other side and received a pat on the shoulder.

"Well, because of me he could have stayed like this a little longer. Somehow, it wasn't that bad to be the best with the ball, "Halvor admitted frankly as he fixed the basket.