Shizi Dogs vs. Yin Yang Knights (3)

The second quarter had just begun, and the Shizi Dogs made a critical swap. 

Kun had replaced Andy, who was clearly struggling. Andy's usual sharpness on the court, particularly his precision with three-pointers, seemed dulled, and the frustration showed on his face as he passed the baton to Kun.

"I don't know what's wrong with me," Andy muttered under his breath as he sat down on the bench.

Lina leaned forward with a reassuring smile. "Don't mind," she said, her voice soft yet supportive. "We all have our days."

Coach Muchen, though more composed, gave a firm nod. "She's right. Don't stress it. Keep your head in the game." 

But Andy knew it wasn't just any game—it was the semi-finals. This wasn't the time to have an off day, but sometimes, fate had a way of messing with even the best players. He looked down at his shaking hands and clicked his tongue before clenching his fists.