on the defensive end of the court and turned to pass to our point guard.

My brother shouted "TAKE IT!"

In my youthful exuberance, I assumed he meant "Take a shot" rather than "Take the ball up the court."

I turned and shot at the wrong basket. Luckily I missed.

I was so embarrassed and mortified until my dad told me that brother had once shot at the wrong basket . . . and was FOULED!

So they took him to the other end of the court and gave him two free throws.