So that was how it was!
Uozumi answered again.
He knew full well that his rapid improvement was entirely thanks to Chi Tong's arrangements.
Chi Tong had specifically designed a training plan targeting his defensive weaknesses. After practice, he would also analyze the finer points of interior defense with him one-on-one, even simulating the offensive habits of different opponents to help him anticipate their moves.
If there was anyone he needed to thank, Chi Tong would definitely come first. Even Coach Taoka Moichi had to take a back seat.
Taoka Moichi did not interrupt the players' celebration. To be honest, even he had been utterly stunned by this game.
75:0. It was a score he had never dared imagine.
He could not help wondering whether he should bench the starters in the second half and let the substitutes gain some experience. After all, the upcoming game was practically in the bag, so there was no need to keep the starters on the court.
But the moment that thought surfaced, he suppressed it himself. He had already made it clear that Chi Tong had full authority over the tactical decisions in this game. Besides, Chi Tong had always known his limits. Since he had not mentioned substitutions, he must have had his own reasons.
Taoka Moichi gently shook his head and sighed inwardly. Forget it. He would leave it to them to handle themselves.
Toyotama High's locker room was completely different from the liveliness on Ryonan's side. The air here seemed frozen, thick with gloom and pressure. Every inch of space was filled with a stifling, somber atmosphere, as though even breathing carried a heavy weight.
The players sat scattered around the room, and no one spoke.
They simply lowered their heads one by one, their shoulders slumped, their expressions vacant