It was no wonder Randy was so nervous…
In fact, it wasn't just Randy. Almost all the boys here could feel their legs quivering the moment they stepped onto the pitch. While yes, the unwavering support from the stands could be a motivation for them, on the other hand, it could also be a pressure that could crush their shoulder.
It was such a double-edged sword that could get their head if they couldn't handle it well enough, and now, it seemed that the players were far from their best state to wield that sword.
"Nervous?" Frohling asked as he greeted the players in the locker room.
They had already done their warm-up, and right now, all they had to do was wait for the referee to come here, so the coach decided to use this chance for a little pep-talk.
