It was just another day for Shane Belfer, star Point-Guard on the Princeton Tigers, looking to be drafted first pick by the Boston Celtics.
As he played, Shane noticed two policemen staring at him.
After the game, Shane was followed all the way home. Finally, as he reached the front steps of his house, he was stopped by the two policemen he saw earlier at his game.
Why am I being arrested? I have the right to know why I am being arrested.
You are under arrest. Do not resist.
No, you don't. Shut him up!
You are not allowed to search me without a warrant! You are also not allowed to take my phone!
Now, search him for his phone. Use physical force if you have to.
There is no such law. Take him to the van!
For Shane, it felt like an eternity that he sat in the back of the van he had been shoved into. Finally, he felt the van stop and the two mysterious policemen jump out. Shane is slowly shoved into the huge grey building in front of them.
Go into the room. Someone is waiting.
Mr. President! How could you! If you are going to arrest me, at least let me stand in front of a jury with a lawyer to defend me.
We don't have to. It's not like we are breaking any rules.
I would rather have you in prison than have you on the Boston Celtics. I hate them. They might win the championship next year if they get you.
How about I just play one more year of college basketball? I can just join the NBA next season. Both you an I will be at a win.
Ok, that's great! Policeman, take Shane back home! I hope to see you succeed in the NBA Shane!
How about I just play one more year of college basketball? I can just join the NBA next season. Both you an I will be at a win.
Just as it started, it ended. The now more friendly police officers drove Shane back home.