The second quarter commenced, and it was safe to say that it wasn't any different from the first.
The teams chased their scores back and forth, neither willing to give an inch.
The intensity on the court was suffocating, and every move was met with a counter, every point with an answer.
"The scores are so close!" Mark exclaimed.
"The Shizi Dogs have gotten up from their slump, and they're now showing everyone that they're worthy players against the Feng Foxes!"
Coach Ben clicked his tongue as he glanced at the professional scorer's table.
"I swear—Mark is enjoying this way too much," he muttered.
He, on the other hand, didn't enjoy it at all. The fact that the Shizi Dogs kept trailing behinf them in terms of score left him frustrated.