第92章 " Crushing Defeat"

**Chapter 92: The Blame Game**

The locker room was silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the players. Lin Feng sat on the bench, his eyes fixed on the floor, his mind replaying the game. How did it all go wrong? They had been up by 8 points with just 5 minutes left, and yet they ended up losing by 3.

Coach Wang stormed into the locker room, his face red with anger. "What happened out there? We had the game in the bag and we blew it!"

Lin Feng looked up, his eyes flashing with anger. "We all played badly, coach. It wasn't just one person's fault."

The coach glared at him. "You're the team captain, Lin Feng. You're supposed to lead by example. Instead, you went 2 for 10 from the field and turned the ball over 5 times."

Lin Feng stood up, his eyes burning with resentment. "That's not fair, coach. I worked my butt off out there. I'm just as frustrated as you are."

The coach sneered. "You think you're frustrated? Try being the one who has to answer to the team owners and the fans. You're not just a player, you're the face of the team. And right now, you're not doing enough to live up to that responsibility."

The team's star player, Yang Wei, spoke up. "Coach, I think you're being too hard on Feng. We all had a bad game. Maybe we should focus on what we can do to improve rather than pointing fingers."

The coach's face turned even redder. "Shut up, Yang Wei. You're one to talk, with your 4 points and 3 rebounds. You're not exactly setting the world on fire yourself."

Lin Feng's anger boiled over. "That's it, coach. I've had enough of your insults. You're always criticizing us, but you never offer any constructive feedback. You're just a bad coach who can't motivate us."

The locker room erupted into chaos, with players shouting at each other and the coach storming out of the room. Lin Feng stood tall, his chest heaving with emotion. He knew he had gone too far, but he couldn't help it. He was tired of being treated like a pawn by the coach.

As the team slowly dispersed, Lin Feng caught sight of the captain of the opposing team, a tall and imposing figure with a cold, calculating gaze. He smiled to himself, a plan forming in his mind. Maybe it was time to take matters into his own hands...

To be continued...