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Kamijou somehow arrived late. He had overslept, due to the game between Russia and the US yesterday that it somehow put some pressure on him. What's more, Tsuchimikado kept insisting that they should all eat out in a nearby restaurant since that time was the only chance they got to eat together. He didn't deny that sentimental feeling but he had other far more important things to do. His body isn't the type that can recharge just overnight after a heavy game. Add to that, he kept remembering Shpagin's exploits yesterday on the court.
But worst, his alarm clock stopped functioning and when he checked it, it was because the batteries are now defective.
He sighed. He looked up to the clouds and saw the sun barely peeping out. Though it was six fifteen in the morning, what the team had agreed upon should be much earlier than that. Since their game is on Thursday, he actually wanted to return home to sleep some more but he knew that if they wanted to beat Russia (especially now that he personally saw how strong Russia's defense is), they had to milk out everything that they could.
Even if it meant sacrificing sleep for this week.
He had crawled his way through the gates of Seirin High School as the team concluded that it would be more concealed from the public to practice here and slowly, made his way up to the clubroom. He sighed miserably as he realized that they didn't have a DVD player in the gym. It was more spacious than the clubroom. But thinking again, if that should happen, it would have been either destroyed by Kise who loves to sing or by the roughhousing of the somewhat violent boys, especially Aomine.
Yes, he concluded, putting a DVD player in a school gym was not the best of ideas.
When he finally made it up the stairs, he heard sounds that he was all too familiar with. It shouldn't have been a surprise to him but it judging from what he is hearing, it looks like there are additional people that aren't technically a part of the team. Curiosity killed him, so he dashed towards the door and slid it open. There they were; three of the Seirin regulars along with national team regulars. To far left, there were Koganei, Kiyoshi and behind him was Murasakibara, who was sucking his lollipop. Beside them in the next row were Kise, Aomine and Midorima. But they had converged their desks in something sort of a semi-circle, starting from Kise who was beside the Yosen giant.
In the middle and beside them were Akashi, whose left leg is heavily bandaged, Okamura and their Coach Shirogane side-by-side, and in front of them in the same row were Momoi and Aida. Kagami, Kuroko, Hyuuga, and surprisingly, Hamazura, were closer to the door with two of the three Uncrowned Kings behind them; the rest of the assistant coaches were standing on either side of the television.
"You're late, boss." Hamazura called out to him, while in his own playing gear.
"Sorry. Overslept too much." Kamijou aplogized. "By the way, shouldn't we be practicing already?"
"Well, coach wanted the rest of the players to see Russia's team and well, we all knew that Russia was going to start analyzing our team as two days before the finals starts so we decided to do this last-minute meeting." Akashi explained to the late comer.
"Why do we have to be here, though?" Hamazura mumbled to himself but he was heard by their captain.
"More like our coach dragged the rest of us here to tag along with the team." Hyuuga whispered back. "Or else, she'll kill every one of us."
"I see. I wanted to sleep more, though." Kamijou drawled as he sat in the chair offered to him by the former Skill-Out leader.
"Endure it, young man. When we win, you can sleep all day if you want." Shirogane joined in and then turned serious. "Russia is not to be trifled with." He then looked to Akashi. "It's not that I don't trust the skills of others but you'll be sorely missed, Akashi."
"I understand, Coach." He said as he took a look at his sprained leg. "Nevertheless, if push comes to shove, I'll be left with no choice but to go in."
Kagetora then took out the DVD of South Korea's game, the school that the US will face off with for third place (although it's somewhat guaranteed that the Americans will win it) and put in Russia's semi-final match against United States. All throughout the match, no one spoke, but Akashi scribbled furiously away with his notebook and after some minutes, the match ended. Honestly, there was some slight surprised reactions, especially those who have saw or played the Jabberwocks before. It was completely unexpected to watch Silver and Gold get dominated despite the latter's furious attempts to bring them the win. Just by looking at their tight defense, they all knew that anyone Russia faced, the latter would emerge the victor. But Kamijou was sure that whey would make Japan's match the exception.
"All right." Shirogane started. "What do you all think, Akashi."
"Well, the first thing that I must point out is that Russia's pretty much defensive-minded." Akashi said. "I had the feeling that the finals match would resemble last year's games between Seirin High School and Seiho High School but with a center that had a higher ceiling than Murasakibara."
"That's true." Shirogane agreed. "That's where the problem lies. We basically had to come up with something to counter their Iron Wall."
"That number four's dribbles aren't flashy but they're pretty much effective." Aomine pointed out. "He's extremely fast on offense and defense plus he's agile on top of that."
"Hmmm…that's Nikolai Stkhanov and he's got the Vulture Eyes." Akashi added. "While not as effective as my Emperor Eyes or Nash Gold Jr.'s Belial Eye, he could be at the level of Kamijou's Falcon Eyes but I believe Kamijou would make short of work with Stakhanov. The real threat lies with Shpagin. He's defense is a no joke."
Is it just me or does that giant Russian dude looks like the Komaba Ritoku? Hamazura can't help but suddenly remember their deceased Anti-Skill leader.
Kamijou then spoke up. "Is it just me or the way they run looks a bit strange?"
Everyone looked at him.
"How'd you come to that conclusion?" Kagami asked.
"If you look at how their body is turning while switching their marks, it's quite strange." Kamijou explained what he observed. "Normally, when people are turning their bodies, they tend to twist their waists. But in their case, they rely on their footwork to switch directions."
Quickly, Shirogane rewind the tape, and then slowed it down. Everyone but Akashi and Kamijou blanched. This actually made it easy for the Rakuzan captain to come up with a simple plan on how to strain out Russia's seemingly impregnable defense.
"The Russians are in for a surprise attack." He smirked to himself.
After a few more minutes in the club room, they were all ushered out of the room and into the basketball gymnasium where they would have one last practice. But to make things interesting, Akashi borrowed the slightly stunned Hamazura to their session as he claimed he needed some warm bodies to start their last full-practice. At first, the blonde was frightened as he didn't even know Akashi personally but after hearing that he'll have to play Kamijou on a one-on-one, he relented.
"I'm not holding back, Hamazura." Kamijou said as he dribbles the ball.
"Me too." The blonde replied as they squared off.
After five hours of practice, Shirogane then blew his whistle as everyone was now sweating profusely. Kamijou wasn't particularly that much drained out but he was gobbling up two bottles of water while he hands a third one to Hamazura, who looked like a zombie from just defending the spiky haired boy.
"Thursday is going to be Judgement Day." The white-haired coach started. "Give it all you got, boys. Now, all of you can now go back home or the hotels you are staying in. Have some quality rest and a good night sleep."
"Hai!" Everyone replied as they all dispersed. But as everyone was prepared to go home, Kamijou then heard his phone ringing and quickly realized that Fukiyose is calling him. Excusing himself from his Seirin teammates, he then took his phone and quickly went to a secluded area of the gym.
"Touma, there something I have to tell you."
"What's that?"
"It's just that the whole class is now here in a hotel we rented. Even Komoe-sense and Yomikawa-sensei are also here."
Kamijou sighed. "I believe you said that already."
"I just thought you wanted to know."
Kamijou was silent for a few minutes. "We're going to win it all. I know they're strong but somehow, I feel like we're just going to win it all."
"Idiot. Just hold on to that feeling. Otherwise, I'll give you another round of my Glassgow Kiss."
"Well, I'll be resting now. See you this Thursday."
"Yeah. See you."
The call then ended with Kamijou exhaling a breath. But before he could say anything, the gym doors swung open to revealing Kuroko, Kagami, and Hamazura. It looks like that they planned to go to Maji Burgers for some treats so Kamijou decided that he could use his free time to tag along with them.
Finally, the day had arrived.
It was the time for Olympic Finals basketball match between Russia and Japan. After America had won their third place match against a hapless South Korea, some bouncers noticed that the gymnasium was almost ram-packed and more people kept pouring in. To one side, they spotted a group of people coming from Academy City with their teacher sitting peacefully and behind them are students from Tokiwadai. As a matter of fact, there were a lot of prestigious people present, and well, no one could wrong them. Anyone who watched their semi-final would be on edge for this game to start.
Another thing they noticed was that a number of the patrons present had black shirts on. Fukiyose was amused at the sight, seeing that because of Kamijou and company's strange success, Japan had risen to fame as the team with to watch out as they are now trying to win it all as the host nation. She, Himegami, and Kumokawa, who decided to tag along with them, then made their way to some vacant seats, which was the front row in the middle section of the gymnasium. They sat in front of the railings, glad that they got good seats.
"So early out, nya!"
Fukiyose frozed as she saw Tsuchimikado, Aogami, Komoe, Yomikawa, and the rest of their class all walking towards their seats. Komoe seemed especially lively as she even bought a black shirt as a show of support to her former student.
"Oh…this turned out to be a large reunion." Kumokawa laughed as she makes herself comfortable in her seat. "And why do you have to be so stiff, Fukiyose-chan? Loosen up a bit."
"I-I'm not being stiff!" Fukiyose angrily denied her teasing.
"I'm excited to see Kamijou-chan again!" Komoe can't help but be thrilled.
"To be honest, I didn't expect that I'll be watching that boy." Yomikawa sighed as he rests in her chin. "But watching him go all the way up to here means it's no fluke."
Yoshikawa Kikyou, who accompanied them, said nothing but she smiled as she drinks a can of soda.
In another part of the seat not far from them, one can see the Misaka sisters plus Last Order and Misaka Worst all huddling up together as they also went here to watch the match together with Accelerator. Well, it was only due to the annoyance of Last Order's whining that the ranked one Level Five finally relented to accompany them to this gymnasium. Accelerator even left his job just to give in to the Misaka Network's administrator.
"I'm excited to watch the game, says Misaka as Misaka is jumping in joy!" Last order exclaimed as she was becoming too hyperactive.
"Will you do me a favor and shut up?!" Accelerator gritted his teeth as he was beginning to wonder as to why he even bothered to go here. "Besides, if you just wanted to watch the fuckin hero's game, you could do it at our apartment."
"My, my. Misaka can't believe that you listened to her every request." Misaka Worst can't help but feel amused by the two.
"Misaka Worst, shut up as well!"
On another side of the audience sat Misaka, Shirai, Shokuhou, Saten, and Uiharu. The two Judgment members were allowed to take a leave for this day as Misaka dragged them here while the Mental Out opted to tag along despite Misaka originally not wanting to do anything with her.
"Seriously, we could have just watched it on television." The Level Four Teleporter groaned as she kept nobbling her popcorns.
"But this is just a once-in-a-lifetime event, Shirai." Uiharu said. "Besides, your cousin is playing, right?"
"Yeah but—"
"Can't you two just quit it? We're here already." Misaka sighed as she crosses her arms.
On another end, Index was seen carrying Sphynx and secretly, Othinus as couples Kamijou Touya and Kamijou Shiina were entering in the gymnasium along with Tatsugami Otohime. On another end was Hamazura and his GROUP faction as they made their way to the bench. The blonde insisted that they must watch because the whole team is also present.
To summarize it all, almost everyone that had encountered the boy was currently attending the final game.
Just then, the crowd roused up. Finally, the two teams had emerged from the dugout and had entered the court, and what was even worse is that both sides gave off an intense feeling that it could even be felt in the crowds.
And the match hasn't even started yet.
Fukiyose and Kumokawa grinned at this, the former eager to see what kind of play the spiky haired boy will bring out. Kumokawa was much more excited to just see her cute little kouhai in person.
The players headed straight for their benches, but everyone saw how deadly Russia seemed. Even the Japanese players noticed this as well although they didn't necessarily showed that they were afraid, at least on the exterior.
"Shit, I'm not even in the starting five and yet, I can feel the immense pressure." Hayama said while tying up his shoe laces. "That means this game is going to go down as a memorable one."
"Of course. The two countries aren't in the finals for nothing." Mibuchi added.
"Enough!" Akashi said as he was keeping himself composed despite the pain coming from his feet. "We can talk about memories and stuff later! Right now, we have to win this! Give everything we have until we can't give anymore! LET'S GO, JAPAN!"
"YEAH!"
"Before we start the game, let us introduce the two teams. First in the white uniforms, Rakuzan High. Coach, Dmitry Lavrov. And now introducing the starting members…" The female announcer went on.
The announcer had called out every one of them with the Russian crowd cheering them on. But when he had reached Shpagin's name, they seemed to erupt. His cool but intimidating demeanor spoke volumes.
"Next in the black uniforms, Japan." The moment the announcer said this, the Japanese crowd seemed to have lost their minds. Screams and shouts and hooting escalated, the announcer had to pause a while before he could start up again.
"Coach, Shirogane Kozo. And now introducing the starting members…"
"Number three, Kamijou Touma." As soon as his name was mentioned, the Class 2 – 7 can't help but cheer wildly as their former classmate calmly walks into the center circle. "To think that was your former student, Komoe." Yomikawa chuckled as the pinkette fought off tears as she watches her former student whom she reharded as her own son now stretching his arms. Accelerator, Misaka, Sogiita Gunha (who secretly came as well), and Shokuhou had mixed feelings as they watch the spiky haired boy looking pretty calm.
"Number nine, Murasakibara Atsushi." The center only nodded drowsily as he followed behind Kamijou.
"Number seven, Kise Ryota." The crowd went wild with screams, due to the fact that a number of the people there were Kise's fangirls. He then made his way to the court.
"Number five, Aomine Daiki." The power forward walked onto the court, looking very hungry for a showdown as he walks calm as well.
"Number six and Vice-Captain, Midorima Shintaro. We will now begin the Olympic Basketball finals between Japan and the Russian Federation."
The players got into position with Murasakibara and Shpagin facing off for the tip-off. The Chinese referee then threw the ball into the air and the two centres jumped for it. Fortunately, Murasakibara miraculously managed to get the ball and he passed it to Kamijou. He then began to dribble immediately as all of the Japanese players began to move as well. He then saw an opening and before Stakhanov can even make a move, he then made a chest past to a cutting Aomine, who caught the ball with ease as he then attacks the basket.
Fortunately, Shpagin was also fast and then managed to stall his attack. Grunting, the tanned ace was forced to pass it outside back to Kamijou, who then signals them to slowdown. Using his Eyes, he then saw Midorima being guarded too loosely by Ivanov. Quickly, he then went to the left side, with Stakhanov suddenly crashing into Aomine's screen and as Ivanov closes in on him, he then passes between the Russian scoring guard's legs to Midorima, who was able to make a three pointer as Murasakibara used all of his might to box out the taller Shpagin.
"Wow, they managed to avoid Shpagin's block as they opted for a three pointer." The former Touou captain Imayoshi noticed.
"Well, it's because a center won't be able to block a high projectile shot, no matter how tall he is." Kasamatsu explained as he watched the game.
"Oh."
The crowd then roused up, causing them to refocus on the match. Stakhanov had the ball and was making his way into Japan's half. Kamijou came up to block him, but he quickly passed the ball behind his back to Shpagin, as Murakibara had been screened out by Borodin. Seeing the much taller gorilla thundering towards him, Aomine knew it was hopeless and he didn't even try to block him that much as Shpagin then scored Russian's first two points. Kise then inbounds the ball.
The Japanese players hurried off into Russia's court, but the moment Kamijou crossed the line, Stakhanov stood before him. He bounced the ball until the others were in close range. However, when Kamijou looked at Stakhanov again, the aura he gave off was frightening. His Vulture Eyes must have awakened. Better not let my bad luck caught me up today.
He then tried to pass the ball to Midorima who was closest to him but Stakhanov saw though it and intercepted it, passing it to Ivanov. He then dribbled down the court but the Japanese boys were fast. Within a blink, the Japanese players were already upon Russia. Ivanov was forced to pass the ball back to their captain. Midorima then marked Ivanov at the top of the circle, Kise marked Borodin at the free throw circle, Aomine marked Andropov at the right wing. Murasakibara and Shpagin were under the net, jostling for position.
Stakhanov still had the ball, but he smirked at Kamijou.
"I heard that you're playing because your captain's injured." He started.
"Uhm…yes."
"I was wondering if you can stop my drive." He smiled.
"Let's see…"
Quickly, Stakhanov had the ball as Kamijou was currently applying pressure on him. The bruntte then fakes going to the left but the spiky haired teen saw through this and immediately went to the left as well. Quickly, Stakhanov then crossed to the right but Kamijou was able to keep up. Stakhanov then dribbled in his back twice before spinning and being able to dash away.
To his surprise, the weight in his hands disappeared. Kamijou Touma was able to smack the ball away by using his right hand to intercept into Stakhanov's blind side.
Getting the ball, Kamijou then ran ahead as he saw Aomine already sprinting in full-speed. He then makes a smooth pass towards the power forward, who was already prepared to dunk the ball. However, even before he can slam the ball, Shpagin was able to recover back to defense and whacked it away. "I'm not letting you guys pass so easily." The tall center said blandly as fortunately, the ball ended up in Kamijou's hands. Aomine scrunched up his face in anger.
Kamijou then saw Midorima already waiting in the corner so he made a bounce pass to the green-haired man, who then makes the three-pointer.
So far, the battle was intense although height-wise, the Russian team had the upper hand. None of the Japan's players could believe it. Their team was said to be the strongest in recent history, but yet this team was making it hard for them to score. To make it worse, it seemed that Stakhanov can read everything that Kamijou has dished out although the latter was returning the favor by now allowing him to do what he wants. Yet, all throughout the match, Stakhanov's has come to realize that when it comes to dribbling among his position, Kamijou is far from being a pushover despite being the youngest in the tournament, along with Akashi. He's seen instances where he creates passes space for their shooter to use and well, they're simply that amazing. He then glanced around the court in search of any openings to pass to but seeing that the spiky haired boy was on to him, he had no choice but to stall his offense.
He then made a drive for the net by trying to pass Kamijou on his left but the raven moved as well. His calm demeanor was somewhat pissing him off as it seemed as though he was looking down on him—or them, in general. This brat!
With a quick pivot, he stormed past but Kamijou and Kise, who came to help, was there on his right. With a smirk, he released the ball behind him to Borodin who then passes it to Shpagin who was free. Quickly, the bulky center made a layup was able to make the dunk before Murasakibara can do anything.
But the audience noticed that there was something about the two teams. Comparing this match to their semi-finals with South Korea, some people who actually knew the team very well knew that this time, they were holding back currently.
"Both teams are going easy." Tsuchimikado said as he opens a can of soda. "It's almost as though they thought of doing the same thing."
"Well, Russia seems to be testing Japan." Fukiyose said while noticing that they seemed to be purposefully slowing down their pace. "Touma, on the other hand, while he's being cautious, he's also calculating because his mark is keeping him well defended at bay. That's why he hasn't done much since the game started."
"But didn't Kami-yan already knew this should be coming." Aogami voiced out.
"It's one thing to watch your opponent from the background." Yomikawa joined in. "But it's an entirely different story to hold them down yourself pretty well. That's why that boy is being careful at this moment." She then saw the score and both teams is sitting at a ten-all deadlock. "It's just few more minutes before this quarter ends."
"I think he just wants to observe them closer than. That way, he can make necessary adjustments to his schemes." Himegami added to the discussion.
"Why are you all referring to Kamijou-chan like that? His schemes?" Komoe asked.
"You have no idea how much he is starved for winning, sensei." Fukiyose answered. "For now, he's simply in the testing waters and even if that counterpart of his analyzes Japan's previous matches, he will always create something new that they'd never expect."
"I do not doubt my cute kouhai but will you please, stop copying my past statements." Kumokawa chuckled, earning a glare from the Forehead Deluxe.
They then looked back to the court to see Russia with possession of the ball. Stakhanov was walking with the ball like the court was his domain. When he came up to Kamijou, Stakhanov didn't even give him a chance to react as he quickly passed the ball to Andropov who redirected it to Shpagin who leaps up in the air to dunk the ball but then, Murasakibara jumped to block him when he attempted a shot. However, Shpagin quickly switched hands and passed the ball instead to Ivanov, who makes a perimeter shot.
In all this, no one realized how Akashi was busy watching and observing from the bench.
When Japan were on the offense, Kamijou regrouped with everyone first.
"I'll say it again. There's something peculiar about that defense but let's leave that for discussion in the break. Midorima, get ready to make your shots. Murasakibara, well…do something to that Shpagin dude. But from what I'm seeing, it's better for you to lower your gravitation against his weight." Right now, it might be rare but Kamijou was acting like a true leader like what he showed back in one of their games at the Daihaseisai. "Aomine, Kise, just do what you are doing. I'll feed the ball to you when I get the chance."
"Yes!"
"Kamijou-chan…" Komoe can't help but cry a little bit as she watches her former student fill the gap of leadership left by Akashi. "I'm happy that I took care of him as a young boy and right now, I'm watching him grow into a man."
Kamijou dribbled the ball down court while everyone else had gone on ahead. Once everyone saw Aomine in the paint area all by himself, the Russians knew that he was going to be attacking. Kaamijou had to keep down his cards yet so couldn't deal with Stakhanov now so he ran up to the ran to the three-point arch and the moment he reached it, he bounced the ball through his legs, Aomine snatching it and then passing it to back to Kamijou, who suddenly ran pass the screen provided by the Touou ace as Murasakibara finally was making progress in slowing down Shpagin. Without hitch, the spiky haired boy attacked the now-open perimeter and was prepared to stop and jump for a shot. Borodin was quick for the block, but Kamijou's instincts felt it and changed his and dashed towards the net.
Borodin was shocked. By the time he stood up to his feet back to the ground, Kamijou already managed to make the reverse layup.
"This match is finally getting started. I was starting to fall asleep." Shirai drawled. "I thought that ape wouldn't do something."
"It's just the first quarter, Shirai." Uiharu said. "Besides, it would be pointless if you sleep in this venue."
"Shut up, Uiharu." The Teleporter retorted. "For some reason, I just found this match extremely boring. It lacks the firepower like that game yesterday. I wished that we just stayed in Academy City and help Konori-senpai with her paper works."
"Well…" Misaka started. "I think it's too early for you to say so. Besides, were here now."
"Yeah. It looks like my prince hasn't even got the ball rolling yet." Shokuhou joined in. "Plus, he hasn't shown us his cards."
"That's right, Shirai." Saten chirped. "You're too quick to fall asleep! We still have to see your cousin play!"
The match progressed, and nothing special happened. For a final match between two amazing schools, the match was eerily normal. Both teams' shooting guards made threes as much as they got the ball while Kamijou and Stakhanov making good plays for their other teammates. Murasakibara, meanwhile, surprised Shpagin slightly with his ability to hold down the paint area as they both defended their nets and provided good screens for those shooting or slashing to the basket.
When Shirogane observed the match, he can't help but notice that Kamijou never ceases to amaze him. So far, things are looking good in their way but what he was worried about is the second quarter. He then glanced at the clock and noticed that his fear his almost upon him. It was just fifteen seconds remaining in this quarter and he looked to Kiyoshi and Mibuchi and found that they seemed to be relaxed despite the understanding what is in store for them for the next quarter.
He sighed aloud and wondered if he was just being too paranoid.
The buzzer then sounded as the referee's voice was heard. "End of the first quarter. Two minute interval!"
The teams quickly made their way to their benches and without any ado, Shirogane started.
"Kiyoshi, Mibuchi, are you ready?" The Teiko bench tactician asked what seemed to be a rhetorical question.
"We'll be." Kiyoshi managed to say. "To be frank, this tournament is my first time experiencing international basketball and it's not bad to say that I'm nervous, and I feel like I might even trip myself in the floor. But nevertheless, I'm ready to reinforce the paint."
"Just don't deviate from what we discussed. If you stick to the plan you should be just fine." Akashi said in an assuring voice.
"Yeah, sensei." Mibuchi nodded. Midorima and Aomine then took a seat on the bench while the two Uncrowned Generals took off their shirts and get ready to head out onto the court. Even though he was nervous, Kiyoshi was actually eager to go on. As the team was busy preparing for the second quarter, Shirogane then spoke to Kamijou, who was drinking his Gatorade.
"Can you play the point guard position for the entire game?" Shirogane asked politely while looking worried. "Akashi's leg injury isn't as worse as last Tuesday but if I force him to play, I fear I might end up derailing his future career."
Without thinking twice, the boy nodded. "I have prepared myself mentally for this. As long as misfortune doesn't bite me, then I'll be fine."
"Then it's all good." Shirogane smiled then began to bark instructions. "Kiyoshi, help Murakibara in clogging the shaded area. It's been obvious that Shpagin's giving our offense a hard time to gain momentum. Also, Akashi had something in mind how to finally break down their defense but we'll unleash it in the third quarter. Kamijou would left to set the plays so he would be feeding you the ball if you got the space." All the players agreed as the second quarter is now about to start.
"Go knock him out, Reo-nee!" Hayama perked.
"Kotaro, you shouldn't be suggesting violent acts like that!"
"Do your best, Kiyoshi-senpai." Kagami encouraged. "We would be expecting a good game from you."
"Yeah. It would be a good game." The Iron Heart replied.
"Break is over!" The referee announced. "Let the second quarter begin!"