Downhill Chase

Pushed right past the porch gate and locked eyes with a bright yellow tennis ball resting on the driveway's asphalt slope. Open incline, zero traffic—pure green light! I sprinted full tilt and drove a solid kick into its fuzzy rubber seam. The ball rocketed down the blacktop, picking up wicked spin and bouncing off the concrete apron! When it started drifting toward the jagged curb gravel, I kicked into overdrive, paced the bounce stride for stride, and cut a sharp heel slide to bank it back on course with my palm. Stuck the final landing at the bottom curb just as the ball clattered to a stop. Flawless downhill pursuit!