When we had away games, sometimes we’d bring oranges in our Adidas bags or pockets. We’d wait till we got to a good point on the highway and then we’d look up at the rearview mirror to see where our coach’s eyes were. Then we’d push the oranges out of the little openings in the van’s windows. They would hit the ground and start rolling, and they’d keep getting faster, and then they would explode. When they exploded we laughed and laughed.