Isiah Rogers from court to coliseum

Isiah Rogers was at the top of his game in basketball, he was a baller. He led his team at WSU with confidence and grace. He had a 4.0, at times it was difficult but not impossible. Like his grandma, who raised him, used to say, “Isiah, you can live with the pain of discipline or the pain of regret.” Don’t live like your daddy, live like your mamma.”every time he thought about his gran, he couldn’t help but smile.She was hard on him but he learned to understand that working hard was better than living hard. He looked around the court, no one was watching, he sped down the hardwood and in one graceful motion he slammed dunked the ball. The university didn’t want the team dunking unless it was in a game but Isiah needed to feel the power of flying through the air. It made him feel invincible and strong. He also enjoyed how that movement made him think about gladiators running up towards an opponent with their trident and finishing the duel. Obviously he wasn’t killing anyone, he loved learning about gladiators since he was a child and he thought about being a basketball player similar to a gladiator entering the arena.