Yoshimi fought back a dizzying frustration. She and her girls weren’t playing badly—they just weren’t playing well enough to beat the Sirens. They had to step it up. To win the game, they would have to dominate the ball from the moment the whistle next blew right up to the final buzzer. Three pointers would be the key, but rebounds were essential, too.
So far, she’d been playing it safe, passing the ball to those closest to the hoop. They’d scored almost every time they had the opportunity to shoot, but the Sirens knew better than to give them that chance. They just kept blocking, and blocking again. Once, Nana had made off with the ball after a fortuitous rebound and dashed the length of the court. She’d seen the opponent’s defense lying in wait, stopped short just outside the 3 point ma
