Final Second Push

The whistle sounded, signaling the final minute of play. Seiryuu High was on edge, and tension rippled across the field like a gathering storm. The score stood at 44-41 in Midoriyama's favor. Victory was close for their opponents, yet within reach for Seiryuu if they could pull off a miracle.

Midoriyama High wasted no time setting up their offense. Derek, their captain and ever-strategic player, barked out commands, rallying his team for one last push. Tyrone, his towering frame looming near the line of scrimmage, eyed Seiryuu's defense like a predator sizing up its prey. The clock ticked relentlessly, each second pounding like a drum in everyone's ears.

Sota's heart raced. He scanned the field, calculating, searching for any weakness in Midoriyama's formation. Midoriyama High was known for their powerful, clean execution in high-pressure moments, and it showed now as their offense launched into action.