It was just after lunch at Saint Anthony Church in Sacramento, and six Venezuelan migrants were playing an intense, but fumbling game of basketball.
One man yelled “entra, entra,” telling his shorter teammate to drive the ball inside. The teammate heeded the advice and dribbled to the hoop. He lost control of the ball while attempting a pass.
“Brinca, si tu brincas tu lo agarras,” he fired back, telling the taller man to jump for the ball.
