The second quarter tipped off with Ryan taking a breather on the bench. Yates? Same story. Both stars sat out to start the frame.
But it didn't mean the fireworks stopped.
Maybe it was watching Yates go off earlier, but something lit a fire under Lin.
The Roarers' backup guard came in scorching—three straight trips, three straight threes. All net, no hesitation.
In just under two minutes, the Roarers had punched out an 11–4 run. Skyhawks head coach slammed the clipboard and called timeout.
49–42. Roarers were up. And Ryan hadn't even touched the court that quarter.
Announcer Jack "Mad Dog" Murphy roared over the broadcast: "Lin's stealing the show! Three for three from deep—this kid's on a mission!"
On the Roarers' bench, Kamara slapped Lin's shoulder as he sat, grinning. "You trying to outshine Yates, huh? Keep that heat, man!"
Ryan, sipping water, glanced at the Skyhawks' bench. Yates was peeling off his ice pack, his eyes burning. He was coming back.
