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Ouyang withstood the pressure and made both free throws. I ran over to high-five him in celebration; those two points were crucial. After the opponent's serve, Chu Yuetao brought the ball past the half-court line and took a three-pointer from the top of the arc—swish! 77-75, the gap was back to two points. I looked up at the fans in the stands and suddenly noticed a few middle-aged men and women walking up the aisle—my parents along with Uncle Yu, Aunt Yu, and Aunt Shi! They sat down together with Shuai Dong and Pang Hao, looking a bit out of breath. I realized that the row below Shuai Dong was filled with parents from our team. It seemed they were all parents of our Team members. My parents stood up to cheer for us, and I raised my hand in acknowledgment.
After we inbounded the ball, I organized the offense. Using a series of crossover steps, I maneuvered to the free-throw line and then went for a layup. The Giant Center reached out to block my shot, so instead of shooting, I waited until his hand came down before releasing the ball. "Smack!" My wrist was hit by his hand.
The referee's whistle blew—yes! I successfully drew another foul, giving us two more free throw opportunities. The Giant Center also picked up his fourth foul. Taking a deep breath, I stepped up to the free-throw line and shot my first attempt—it bounced off the rim! Damn it! How could I mess up at such a critical moment? After receiving the referee's ball, I dribbled a few times to regain my composure. The fans from No. 2 Middle School started making noise to distract me. I closed my eyes to focus, then opened them and shot again—this time it went in! 78-75. Two minutes had passed in the game, and neither coach called for a timeout. It seemed both coaches were satisfied with how we were playing.
The opponent continued their serve; Chu Yuetao brought the ball past half-court and passed it to Luo Yudong. Luo Yudong sprinted from the right side to the left, closely followed by Zhou Wenming. As Luo Yudong moved, he passed the ball through Zhou Wenming's legs. "Mulin!" Luo Yudong shouted. Mulin received the ball behind him and charged toward the basket, but Lu Yinghao was too far away to defend effectively.
However, Mulin was looking down and didn't see Lu Yinghao charging in from the side; their heads collided with a loud thud, and both fell to the floor. "Hero!" Our players rushed to check on their teammates as the referee paused the game. The Team Doctor quickly came onto the court; both Lu Yinghao and Mulin had lost consciousness—no matter how we shook them, they wouldn't wake up. "They fainted due to a severe collision; get them off quickly," ordered the Team Doctor. The two giants were carried off on stretchers. Watching Lu Yinghao lying there with his eyes closed sent chills through me; our key inside player was out of the game early. The audience sighed collectively as I turned to look at Chu Yuetao, who seemed dazed as he stared at Mulin being taken away, their eyes filled with helplessness. Both teams had lost a key player; it was mutually damaging.
Teacher Qiu signaled for a timeout as we walked off the court.
"Coach, our superstar inside player Lu Yinghao is out; this will weaken our strength under the basket and control of rebounds significantly. What should we do now?" I asked Teacher Qiu. He sighed deeply before turning to Tu Lei: "Tu Lei, you'll play power forward now; Kang Lin will take a break. Wei Weiwei will play center; you two are about the same height, so you might be affected when facing their Giant Center, but hopefully this shorter combination can work well together. With Mulin out, their Giant Center is left vulnerable, so you must utilize your youthful explosiveness." Teacher Qiu began rearranging our lineup while Tu Lei and Wei Weiwei nodded in understanding.
I looked up at the large timer above at Olympic Sports Center; there were still over nine minutes left on the clock, but it felt like we had half a century of game left—long and arduous.
We returned to the court after resuming play; after inbounding, I held onto the ball again for an attack. The new Power Forward on their team was about Tu Lei's height—around six feet three—but he looked slightly frail physically. After crossing half-court, I passed to Ouyang before running inside the three-point line. Ouyang understood immediately and returned the pass after dribbling twice. Facing their Giant Center, I leaned back for a jump shot that went in! After their serve, Chu Yuetao made a long pass to Luo Yudong; Luo Yudong caught it and glided in for a dunk while Zhou Wenming chased from behind and blocked it out of bounds.
"Great play!" The crowd erupted again; that big block boosted our morale significantly. After landing, Zhou Wenming pounded his chest with his right fist and roared fiercely—he was full of confidence.
We continued trading blows back and forth; Ouyang's duel with Haoshuai became increasingly prominent. This time Ouyang broke through from beyond the three-point line before stepping back for another three-pointer as Haoshuai lunged at him. Ouyang cleverly sidestepped him and took off from just inside the free-throw line for a jump shot while Haoshuai tried to block him from behind but was too late.
"Smack!" Haoshuai swatted down Ouyang's hand along with the basketball as well—the referee blew his whistle for Haoshuai's foul! That meant Haoshuai had already accumulated five fouls! Ouyang stepped up for free throws—he made one out of two attempts.
Coach Luo Qixing signaled for a timeout as both teams retreated off-court. Once off-court, I immediately asked Teacher Qiu how Lu Yinghao was doing; he didn’t know—Lu Yinghao seemed still unconscious—and then Teacher Qiu picked up his tactical board: "There are about three and a half minutes left in this game; Ouyang has four fouls, Kobe has four fouls, Wenming has four fouls, Jie has three fouls... sigh! No one can afford another foul or they'll be ejected! Kang Lin will replace Wei Weiwei; Kobe will replace Ouyang; Liu Xiao will replace Jie—you three take a breather while Wenming holds on."
"Coach! How can I rest at this moment? We're only leading by two points against Chu Yuetao; if you take me out now, he'll definitely go after Liu Xiao!" I couldn't understand Teacher Qiu's personnel adjustments at this moment.
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