It should have been the second season by then, right?
What attracted me at first was the word "basketball." It was simple, I liked it, and the actual basketball level of the protagonists was pretty good.
At this point, I have to scold domestic basketball-themed film and television works. Do we dare to find some actors who can play basketball? Dribbling a ball can't wait to hit the foot, just the coordination of walking with the left foot and the right foot, still connected to a few people at every turn, soaring dunk basketball genius. It insulted the sport and stained the eyes of the audience!
I digress. In fact, the plot of OTH is very simple. It is a series of problems caused by two half-children from basketball to relationship. There are a mixture of family, friendship, and love.
But it's such an American drama. When I watched the first episode, I threw myself into it.
Just like the title, just like the opening picture.
Lucas was wearing a gray hoodie with an Ipod, dribbling the ball alone under the setting sun...
I laughed at that time because I had just returned from playing and the gray hoodie was lying in the washing machine. Now, the white Ipod was charging for electricity...
So I went on to watch, there appeared Nathan, Brook, Payton... I
have to admit that when Payton appeared, when she was wearing a black leather jacket, she was driving When the red old Batmobile and the golden hair were flying in the air, I knew that I fell in love with this girl.
Regarding the plot, I don't want to talk about it, so what is it to talk about, but the resonance of looking at the protagonists' respective destinies and throwing themselves in. Those little things of youth, the kind of slightly sad little tune, turned into a low voice at the end of each episode, Lucas said in a low voice, whether famous quotes or thoughts, always grabbing a piece of flesh in my heart, a bit, a tie.
Maybe this is not a very good TV series.
But whenever I sit in front of it, I think of the past, the vigor in the decadence, the texture in the chaos.
About basketball, about youth, about yourself
So, every time I watched, I would put on that gray hoodie and go back to the court by the river. In the cold wind, I shot the basket alone, with the girl I love in my heart... .
the end of the fourth quarter, a large segment of celebrating in large sections of dialogue feelings, sunny, cloudy, there is joy, but also sad. At the moment when the picture is still. I shed tears because my dream is over.
I downloaded a lot of the music in it, and I like to release them when the sun is shining, just like in a bright afternoon, the color is a little yellow, I hold a basketball, and she smiles at me in the wind...
before remembering, after forget that all is well
youth continue, Season staged ......
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