Swagger - First Season

Easy.

Nah, little man, not this one.

It's gonna be hard.

When I get back in town, you should be finished though.

-You're full of shit, Grant. -I'll call you.

Push-ups.

I'm too tired. Too tired.

Tired can beat you, or you can beat tired.

You're the number one player in the area code.

What do you think the haters want my baby to be?

Tired.

Really?

All right, everybody. Jace Carson.

Come on. Push. Good job, baby. I'm proud of you.

Go, Jace Carson!

Ma!

No phones at the table, please.

-Ma! -What?

Overtime just liked my push-up post!

What?

"You have been on our radar. Are you our next Rising Phenom?"

Oh, my God. They wanna come see you play.

What's the big deal?

If they name me their Rising Phenom? That's national exposure.

I mean, my social's gonna explode. Everyone's gonna know my name!

D-1 coaches will know your name.

Ma, I gotta get a new team.

Didn't you just chuck deuces at your old one?

-Looks like you're gonna be crawling back. -That's not happening.

-Is that happening? -I got my eyes on a new squad.

If Overtime wants to audition my baby, we gonna give 'em a hell of a show.

Trust your mama.

-Hey, Drew, how do I look? -Like you're rocking my headband.

You left it at practice yesterday, and I was about to burn this corny shit.

Yo, was Allen Iverson corny when he wore it?

-No. -Yeah, what about LeBron, bro?

What about you? Hell yeah.

Okay, just make sure to bring it with you, okay?

You know Jace Carson did a hundred push-ups today?

Yo, five days before the season starts, and he still hasn't got a team.

I'm trying to tell you, we gotta get Jace Carson to hoop with us.

He'll bring our team from bottom of the pack to the top like this.

How are we supposed to pull that off?

I mean, I could blow him up on IG.

You gonna recruit Jace Carson over Instagram?

Yes. You know me. I got mad communication skills.

-We gonna get him. -Mus, Mus, Mus. You're crazy.

You are crazy.

-Yo, Drew, I gotta go. -All right, man. Peace.

Headband?

No. No, no. This is just-- This is my… my friend's.

This is your man, Selene, and you're listening to 93.9,

serving it up for the DC, Maryland, Virginia area.

That's right.

This next joint goes out to all the beautiful people in the DMV.

What's up, li'l homey?

-You stayin' focused? -Always.

Aight.

Yo, the guy Overtime featured two years ago for Rising Phenom

just committed to Kentucky,

and he's only in the tenth grade.

You gotta get a new team.

I know. My mom's on it.

You really think Overtime's gonna name you Rising Phenom?

Your dumbass crazier than I thought.

Phil, why you always gotta come with the hate?

Nothin' but love for you, Crystal.

The movement would not have been a movement without young people

challenging perspectives,

taking it upon themselves to create change.

Whatever it is,

don't just think of these tributes as people who changed the world.

Think of them as people in your community.

Think of them as your parents. Think of them as you.

Let's have a look.

This damn toilet flapper you sold me don't work.

All damn day my toilet's been running.

You know, I ain't got time to keep coming down here.

-Excuse me. -One minute. Let me…

Y'all know how much water bills cost these days?

-This doesn't seem to be damaged. -What do you mean by that?

Maybe it was installed incorrectly?

It's my fault? Is that what you're sayin'?

Yes. That's what he's saying.

Now get your drunk ass a plumber and leave this man alone.

What can I help you with?

Truth, justice, and the American way, home-repair Clark Kent.

-What? -I know your real identity.

Isaac Kennedy Edwards, aka Ike, aka Icon.

State Champion MVP.

Thirty points a game your senior year.

One year in Georgetown, two years overseas.

I mean, you were small, but you could lock anybody down.

Okay, my name's Isaac,

and I can't talk about basketball at my job.

I watched your club team play. They're not great, but they're good.

You know what you're doin', and my son needs a coach like you.

That's what this is about? Coaching?

The team I yanked him off of, they never played up-tempo.

They only wanted my boy pounding the ball with his back to the hoop.

You know that's right.

Now, he gonna play guard for the pros.

Yeah?

And he needs someone to teach him guard skills.

This is Coach Ike. Say hello.

What's up?

Now, he'll take your team from good to "Oh, my God!"

"Oh, my God" is right.

Excuse me?

Look, sis, it's nice meeting you and your boy,

but I can't do this right now.

And plus, I don't coach high school kids. All my kids is eighth grade, 14U.

Good, because Jace turned 14 yesterday.

You Jace Carson?

Real superheroes don't wear capes.

Damn. You actually got him to come.

I tried to tell you I wasn't playin'. I got mad recruitin' skills, bro.

Hey. You still wanna call this a tryout?

Scouting reports say he's an NBA prospect.

Scouting reports on 14-year-olds are bullshit.

Yo, let me see that real quick.

What? What?

Aight. I'm warmed up.

Yo, you believe this dude?

-Come on, Mus. Play! Play! -Ambush, Mus.

-Let's go, Mus. -Yo, right here.

Yo!

Lazy defense.

I blocked his shot.

You're standing too tall.

A quicker player will blow right by you.

Move your feet. Run it again.

-Come on, Drew. Let's get it! -Let's get it right there, aight.

Yeah!

What, you don't hear so good?

Nah, but I ball good.

A lot of kids can ball. Can you get better? Can you learn?

Look, Coach.

If I want to learn about toilet seats, I'll hit you up.

Other than that, I just need PT.

You can't get playing time on my team if you uncoachable and can't defend.

Ain't no one in here I can't defend.

-Here we go. -Check.

Coach, come on.

All right. Make him work!

There you go.

-That's what I'm talking about, Coach. -Yeah! Yeah!

-That's what I'm talking about, Coach. -Come on.

-My turn. Check. -Show me something.

That's how you want me to defend?

'Bout to lock your ass up.

Learn some fundamentals or get the hell off my court.

Let's go!

What's up? I'm with you. Gimme something. Gimme something.

Your court?

That's all right. That's all right, baby. That's good work. It's not important.

Make your take.

Yeah.

The jacket came off.

Right here.

Right here.

Oh, my God! I'm in! I'm in!

That's what I'm talking about, coach.

Somebody better come get him. You mad at me? You mad at me.

Come on, baby.

That's an easy lay.

Want that?

-Whose house you in? -Come on, Jace.

Give me that shit.

-Whose house you in? Let's go. -Let's go, Coach.

Three!

-Come on! -Iconic, baby.

Take a picture of me. Take a picture of me. Take a picture of me.

Get in here. Get in here.

-Yeah. Yeah. -Come on!

What the hell?

Come on, Jace. Come on, baby.

-That's what I'm talking about! -Stay with me now.

Let's go. Yeah. Yeah.

Let's go. Man up!

Okay, let's go, baby. Come on.

Do you want this? Do you want this, Jace? Goddamn!

That's what I'm talking about!

That's what I'm talking about. Yeah.

Yeah.

All right. All right.

-All right. -Let's go, Ike!

-Shut him down, baby! -You know this is game point, right?

Stay on him. Don't let him go. Hands out.

-Look, I'm not playing for him. -The hell you not.

You told me it was just an experiment.

I know you lost, but this is one of the best games I've seen you play.

Then I must suck, 'cause he didn't make the NBA.

He didn't beat you because he's better. He beat you because he's smarter.

Look, Ma,

you said if I didn't like him, I could go somewhere else, right?

-Right. -I don't like him.

Hey. Pasta's almost ready.

Why is she making dinner?

Don't eat it then. I won't shed any tears. Trust.