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Seeing that the friendly match was about to turn into a brawl, the referee risked getting punched by Gabriel at least twice to separate the players. Gabriel and his teammates escorted their injured teammate to rest. The teammate waved his hand. "I've sprained my foot and I guess I won't be able to play anymore. Besides, my stamina can't keep up." "I also can't keep up, mainly because I've been training a bit too hard these past two days, and my legs feel like jelly," another one said. Gabriel replied, "All of you appear to be young and strong, but none of you has the strength to play to the end." He glanced at the halftime score. 7 to 13. He was so helpless and felt discouraged. "Where am I supposed to find a replacement for you?" Eric came up. "Mr. Wright, I'm pretty good at basketball." Gabriel felt like hitting him. "Did you forget that you're from their university? I'm really angry right now. You'd better stay away." Wearing a basketball jersey number one, Gabriel stood with his ha