Echos of Leather Meant to Shock

Echoes of leather, dribbling slow
On polished wood floors all a-glow,
And the breathing of players steady
Running, blocking, always ready
Fast hands--quick in the paint--move light as a feather
As fans listen close to these echoes of leather

Meant for shock, steps echo tonight
Over, under, fake left, fake right
Watch fans get loud, stand up and cheer
When stars can grip this orange sphere;
Twenty-four seconds slowly ticking on the clock
Swish! The sound of a beautiful shot, meant for shock