Troubled Basketball Player's Violent Escape

was on this basketball team in boston as a troubled player. Not sure if I was me or someone else seeing thru their eyes. We had practice one day and I/this kid flipped out got in a big fight with a teammate. Later on we were in this concrete basement training area and I hit the kid in the head with a concrete basketball and there was a good chance it killed him. Didn't know what to do so shot free throws for about 5minutes then ran out the back door into the city. Found some random deserted spot that I hid out for for a while. The dream fast forwarded and there was now a few people in this little rundown house apartment thing and they were hiding me. The fbi eventually caught up to me and came knocking on the door and I couldn't hide anymore. Not sure how it ended but they got me.