Cillian reads the list on the gym door twice. His name is not on it. He does not make the basketball team.
西利安把体育馆门上的名单看了两遍。上面没有他的名字。他没有入选篮球队。
He turns to leave, but the coach calls him. "Cillian, wait. Do you have a minute?"
他转身要走，可是教练叫住了他。“西利安，等一下。你有时间吗？”
"Yes, coach."
“有，教练。”
"I need a team manager," the coach says. "You carry the water, write the scores, and bring the balls. You come to every practice. You sit with the team."
“我需要一个球队经理，”教练说，“你要拿水、记比分、带球。每次训练你都来。你和球队坐在一起。”
Cillian says nothing. He wants to play, not to carry water.
西利安什么也没说。他想打球，而不是拿水。
"Think about it," the coach says. "Tell me on Monday."
“考虑一下吧，”教练说，“星期一告诉我。”
At home, his sister listens to the story. "You can say no," she says. "You like running. You can try a different sport."
回到家，他姐姐听完了这件事。“你可以说不，”她说，“你喜欢跑步。你可以试试别的运动。”
She is right. But all weekend, Cillian thinks about the gym. He thinks about the sound of the ball. He does not want to leave it.
她说得对。可是整个周末，西利安都在想着体育馆。他想着球的声音。他不想离开它。
On Monday, he finds the coach at the gym door. "I will do it," he says.
星期一，他在体育馆门口找到了教练。“我来做，”他说。
"Good. Practice starts now," the coach says.
“好。训练现在就开始，”教练说。
Cillian writes every score on a paper. After a game, a tall player takes a bottle from him. "Thanks, Cillian. What is the score?"
西利安把每一个比分都写在纸上。一场比赛后，一个高个子球员从他手里接过一瓶水。“谢谢，西利安。比分是多少？”
"Twelve to ten," Cillian says. Everyone knows his name now.
“十二比十，”西利安说。现在大家都知道他的名字了。
At the end, the coach throws him a ball. "Take a shot." Cillian shoots, and the ball goes in. The team shouts. He picks up the empty bottles and goes to fill them again.
最后，教练朝他扔来一个球。“投一个。”西利安投篮，球进了。球队欢呼起来。他捡起空瓶子，又去把它们灌满。
