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After a few minutes of rest, the fourth quarter began. We walked back onto the court, with Tu Lei replacing Li Kanglin. It was clear that this was to give him enough time to recover, and it was likely that Wei Weiwei, Tu Lei, Li Kanglin, and Lu Yinghao would rotate together. The three of us were exhausted, but at this tense moment, no one could step up. Du and Liu Xiao were too inexperienced, so we had to hold on a little longer. The opposing team was well-organized, still fielding the same five players who had been running with us for the entire game. This was probably their strongest lineup so far. After we made the inbound pass, I took possession and started the offense. It had been a long time since I played in such a competitive match. In the fourth quarter, fighting for victory, I faced the opposing point guard and executed my signature move, "Lingbo Microstep," slipping past him to make a quick pass into the paint for Tu Lei. After receiving the ball, Tu Lei leaped high and faced off against the opposing Giant Center and Power Forward, managing to score with a one-handed dunk. Tu Chuanfeng's dominance was on full display.
After the opposing team inbounded the ball, their Point Guard moved quickly and passed it to Luo Yudong, who was also on the move. However, Luo Yudong fumbled the catch and lost control of the ball. A Fei seized the opportunity to steal it and then tossed it high to Li Kanglin.
Li Kanglin caught the ball but was blocked by the opposing Power Forward. Lu Yinghao jumped up to grab the ball in his arms and then tossed it back to me. I held onto the ball and initiated another fast break; this time, however, I didn't drive into the paint but instead found Ouyang at a 45-degree angle on the right wing. Ouyang received the ball without hesitation and took a jump shot that spun around the rim several times before finally dropping through the net. Ouyang jumped up excitedly and punched the air; hitting that three-pointer at such a fast pace was no small feat. I felt his confidence and perception of the basket had reached a new height.
The opposing team wasn't going to back down either. After their Point Guard inbounded the ball, he brought it up court and passed it to their Shooting Guard, who immediately took a step back for a jumper from beyond the arc—and scored! After making that shot, their Shooting Guard turned back with a smile towards Ouyang as if paying homage or perhaps challenging him: "Who’s afraid? Bring it on!" Our Ouyang was known as Yulin's First Blade, boasting an impressive three-point shooting percentage of nearly 45%.
What does that mean? Who can maintain over 40% from three-point range? Even top shooters in professional leagues like CBA or NBA would struggle to achieve that! Although CBA and NBA games are much more intense than our high school team’s matches.
We continued battling for over nine minutes with scores alternating back and forth. With just over two minutes left in the game, we led Yuce High School by one point at 107-106. It was neck-and-neck; I was so exhausted I could hardly feel my legs anymore. I knew their players felt similarly because their speed had also slowed down; they were all too tired to run.
This time I organized our offense while their Point Guard came over to defend me. I no longer had the strength or speed to execute my "Lingbo Microstep," so I passed the ball to A Fei. A Fei caught it without pausing and threw it toward the basket. Just as Lu Yinghao was about to catch it, their Giant Center used his height advantage to intercept it first and threw it out. I leaped with all my might to reclaim possession for our team and slowly brought it up court to regain control.
The opposing Point Guard didn’t let up either; he positioned himself in front of me, focused intently on my every move as time ticked away. When there were only five or six seconds left on our shot clock, I bounced passed to A Fei. A Fei quickly stepped back for a jump shot but found himself disrupted by Luo Yudong's height advantage—he had nowhere to shoot from! The referee's whistle blew; we were called for a 24-second shot clock violation. A Fei frowned as he held the ball in his right hand while slapping it hard with his left—this mistake shouldn’t have happened! I walked over and patted his shoulder reassuringly; honestly, this error stemmed from me not managing our shot clock properly—sigh! That opportunity was crucial.
With just one minute and forty-eight seconds remaining in the game, after their inbound pass, their Point Guard slowly brought it up court while I noticed their forward darting around in the paint—this guy seemed unstoppable! A Fei closely followed him. Suddenly, I attempted to steal but missed; their Point Guard took advantage of my failed attempt and passed into the paint where their Power Forward caught it and prepared to shoot while Tu Lei jumped up in surprise.
Tu Lei jumped too soon; it was a fake! Sure enough, after faking out Tu Lei, their Power Forward lifted his shot effortlessly—oh no! That gave Yuce two easy points! But just as that ball left his hand less than a meter away from him, A Fei leaped from among the crowd and blocked it! The ball ricocheted off into my hands; using every last ounce of energy left in me, I sprinted toward our basket and leaped into the air. I sensed someone jumping behind me; as I raised my hand to shoot, that hand reached out toward me! I pulled back my hand again and released a hook shot from my right side just as that body collided with mine due to inertia—we both fell hard; however... he landed on top of me! My chest slammed heavily against the ground; at that moment, I felt breathless as if my brain had been wiped clean—I could only feel that person rolling off me quickly.
"Jie, are you okay?" A Fei's urgent voice pulled me back from my daze. My blank stare gradually regained some life as my breathing slowly stabilized. "A Fei, I finally experienced what it's like..." I lay on the floor looking at A Fei as he patted my face: "Wake up! Stop talking nonsense! Luo Yudong's footwork was too quick; he actually chased you down from behind for that block! You two crashing onto the floor scared me half to death—it made quite a noise! Where do you feel uncomfortable now?" "I'm fine; did that shot I took go in... ah!" As I slowly tried to sit up, sharp pain pierced through my chest again—I started feeling short of breath—it hurt even when breathing! Reluctantly, I lay back down again: "A Fei, I can't move; even breathing hurts so much." I tried my best to breathe lightly without exerting myself—this feeling was truly unbearable. As I lay on the floor with my eyes open wide enough to see directly into the net of our basket above us—I realized how much we sacrificed for this game.
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