After we took the court, A Fei jumped for the ball against the opposing forward. We managed to grab it, and I drove straight to the basket for a layup, only to be blocked by their Power Forward. The ball was retrieved by their Shooting Guard, who made a long pass to their Point Guard sprinting back down the court. The Point Guard scored easily. It seemed that the opposing team had done their homework on our strategy. However, we quickly adjusted and unleashed our trio's power, delivering a heavy blow to Experiment Three. By the end of the first quarter, we had taken a 5-point lead. After our previous match, we understood Experiment Three's playstyle. "Alright, we're gradually mastering the rhythm of the game; let's keep this up!" Teacher Qiu said excitedly. Our confidence was soaring, and I could already envision the atmosphere at the Olympic Sports Center. But then… disaster struck unexpectedly.
The turning point came with just a minute and a half left in the third quarter: this time I was organizing the offense with the ball. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw A Fei waiting on the right side for a pass. I quickly passed it behind me to him, but unexpectedly, their forward lunged in between us.
As soon as A Fei touched the ball, he was knocked down by an unsteady tackle. There was also a Shooting Guard behind A Fei, and all three of them fell to the ground together. A Fei was sandwiched in between like a sandwich. "Ah!" A Fei let out a pained scream, his expression twisted in agony. The referee quickly blew the whistle to stop the game. Watching this scene felt like reliving the moment when my ribs broke; it was terrifying. "A Fei!" I rushed over frantically, and all our teammates gathered around. "A Fei, please be okay! Please be okay!" The opposing forward was on top of the "sandwich," so he quickly got up; it seemed he was fine. Ouyang and I helped A Fei up. "A Fei, how are you?" I asked him, but A Fei kept his head down and didn’t respond. I noticed his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his body was trembling slightly. I had a bad feeling; we hurriedly helped him off the court. Old man, we've waited three years for this moment; please don't let our lineup fall apart again!
After A Fei left the court, he still didn't lift his head. The School Doctor rushed over to examine him while I held onto A Fei's fists with both hands. The School Doctor gently placed A Fei's injured leg on a bench to keep it straight. Just as she was adjusting A Fei's leg, I felt his body tremble violently for a moment; his hand gripped mine tightly as if trying to crush it with all his strength—this was extreme pain! I saw that the Shooting Guard at the bottom of the "sandwich" was also badly hurt; he was taken away on a stretcher—what a mutual injury! "Liu, how is A Fei's leg? Is there any bone damage?" Teacher Qiu asked nervously. Sister Liu shook her head seriously: "Coach Qiu, A Fei's bones are not damaged; it's just… it might be worse than bone damage…" "Then what exactly is it? Where is he hurt?" I asked Sister Liu somewhat impatiently as our entire team looked at her waiting for her final verdict—what could be worse than bone damage?
Sister Liu lowered her head in silence for a few seconds before slowly raising it: "It’s likely… a ligament tear!" "What?!" We were all stunned—ligament tear? Does that mean A Fei won't be able to step onto the court again until after Spring Festival?! After Liu's verdict, A Fei suddenly lifted his head; I saw sweat covering his flushed face. "Sister Liu, what do you mean?" A Fei stammered slightly due to pain. Sister Liu patted A Fei's shoulder: "A Fei, don’t be too upset; let’s go to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up and see if there are any other injuries." "Yes, let’s hurry up! We’ll visit you after finishing the remaining games," Ouyang added. A Fei looked at us with an expression of deep reluctance before being slowly helped off the court; he held my hand tightly and wouldn’t let go. I patted his hand reassuringly and nodded at him before gently prying it loose.
As I turned away, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably—my good brother, my basketball-obsessed teammate! Why did fate have to leave him with such regrets? A Fei, we will definitely fulfill our dreams for you! We returned to the court with Tu Lei taking A Fei’s position at number three. Experiment Three took advantage of A Fei’s absence to attack our front line aggressively. Tu Chuanfeng showed decent explosiveness and managed to hold up somewhat, but without A Fei on the court, we struggled more than before. Nevertheless, we ultimately defeated Experiment Three 1009 in an away game without too much trouble. In this City High League group stage, we advanced strongly into the top eight with an undefeated record of six wins while Experiment Three finished second in our group with three wins and three losses—their worst record in five years.
Once we entered the locker room, no one spoke a word; even though we won the match, our atmosphere felt lower than that of Experiment Three after their loss—we might never be complete again…
After finishing our game, we rushed to the hospital where A Fei was located. In the hallway, we ran into Sister Liu and quickly asked her about the results of A Fei’s examination. Sister Liu sighed: “Well, they took some X-rays; it's a ligament tear along with muscle strain—he probably won’t be able to engage in any intense physical activity for quite some time…” The worst outcome I feared had come true; having A Fei leave the court at this critical moment felt like taking his life away from him! We hurried to A Fei’s hospital room where my parents and Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu were present. When they saw us enter, A Fei’s vacant gaze suddenly lit up: “How did the game go? Did we win or lose?” Teacher Qiu smiled and stepped forward: “We won against Experiment Three; don’t worry about it.” “Yes! Yes! A Fei, just focus on recovering; we'll handle everything else,” I echoed back at him. There was a flicker of comfort in A Fei's eyes but it quickly turned into desolation again.
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