Chapter 55 – Shut the Door

📅 November 15, 2024 – Amway Center, Orlando, FL🆚 Orlando Magic vs. Philadelphia 76ers

The fourth quarter opened with a thud.

Joel Embiid bullied his way to two early buckets, each one sealed with a foul that left Wendell shaking his head and the crowd groaning. A lazy closeout gave Maxey room for a step-back jumper. Net.

The score swung.Sixers 81 – Magic 758:40 left.

Orlando's bench stiffened. Fans leaned forward in their seats. It felt like the beginning of a fall.

Then Zoran checked back in.

No high-five. No bounce. Just a glance at the clock and a subtle nod to Mosley.

Next play, Zoran drove baseline, drew two defenders, and snapped a pass to AB in the corner. Splash.

Two-point game.

On defense, he slid into a help spot just early enough to tip a lazy entry pass. Orlando recovered, and Zoran took it the other way, never speeding up. Two dribbles. Step-floater from the short corner. Soft touch, clean drop.

The run had begun.

With 5:00 to go, it was 83–82, Philly.

Zoran called for a double drag screen, didn't use it, stepped into the open space, and drilled a fading mid-range jumper off one leg.

Next play, Paolo caught a rebound, turned, and went coast to coast for a dunk. The Amway Center exploded.

Magic 88–85.

Maxey responded with a cold-blooded three from well behind the line. Tie game again.

Under two minutes now.

Zoran brought the ball up slowly.

Coach Mosley shouted a set from the sideline — Zoran waved it off.

Instead, he motioned Franz to set a ghost screen, then jab-stepped right and faked a flare. The defense hesitated — he slipped baseline behind the confusion. Suggs saw it, dropped the bounce pass, and Zoran finished with a reverse layup off the glass.

Magic 92–90.

Next defensive possession.

Embiid caught it mid-post and spun baseline.

Wendell slid with him, but Embiid was too strong. He dipped a shoulder, ready to rise—

—Zoran rotated from weak side on the catch, not the move.

Hand in, clean strip. Franz dived on it, and the Magic pushed the ball down the court.

The noise inside the arena was a wall.

94–90.

Final 19 seconds.

Philly came out of the timeout looking for a quick score. Melton took the inbound, drove hard baseline.

Zoran read it.

He slid over, set his feet, and braced—

—Melton barreled into him.

Whistle.

Offensive foul.

The building erupted.

Zoran didn't flex. Didn't shout. He simply stood up, wiped his hands on his shorts, and walked to the line for the inbound.

Game over.

Final Score:Orlando Magic 96 – Philadelphia 90

Zoran's line:

17 points

5 assists

3 steals

1 turnover

+/-: +13

In the postgame locker room, the cameras circled Paolo first.

"He's our anchor," Paolo said. "The Constant."

Someone repeated the nickname under their breath. "Stoneface." The team laughed.

Zoran didn't.

But when Franz nudged him and asked, "You gonna tell us what that ghost screen play was?"

Zoran replied with the faintest smirk.

"Standard."