"Sorry, darling, if only I could have been there..." Anne Hathaway looked at the news alert on her phone screen, her heart filled with remorse and self-blame.
Tears shimmered in her beautiful eyes as she looked apologetically at Goodwin, who sat beside her.
Before Anne Hathaway could finish, Goodwin quickly reached out and gently covered her luscious lips.
"Baby, this has nothing to do with you. In a game, you either win or lose—who can stay undefeated forever? Besides, the Spurs really played well in this one."
Goodwin comforted Anne Hathaway gently, his eyes brimming with endless affection.
"But don't worry. I'll definitely give it everything I've got in the games ahead, win the championship trophy, and give it to you! I'll leave our home to you." Goodwin smiled at Anne Hathaway, his words full of confidence and resolve.
Then he bent down slightly and lovingly kissed Anne Hathaway on the forehead.
After a brief farewell to his family, Goodwin turned and left the house, hurrying to the airport to meet up with the team.
They were about to board their private plane to San Antonio, where they would prepare for the crucial Game 3.
Inside the spacious, comfortable plane, Goodwin did not take the opportunity to rest and recover like the other players. Instead, he sat with Coach Jack and several assistant coaches, intensely discussing tactical plans for Game 3.
"If necessary, I can play the entire game," Goodwin said firmly, his tone resolute and decisive.
He knew full well that the previous loss had put immense pressure on the team, but it had also ignited an even fiercer fighting spirit within him.
Coach Jack quietly listened to Goodwin, fully aware that he, as the head coach, had to bear part of the responsibility for the previous game.
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