Iron! Iron! The name echoed on the basketball court like a heavy drumbeat, beating on the hearts of every fan. He is the embarrassing three-point king, who once amazed the court with 119 three-pointers, but lost to everyone in the three-point game.
His name, like a piece of hard iron, weighed heavily on his heart. Every time he stands outside the three-point line, those piercing eyes sparkle with a desire to win. His fingers, as if possessed by magic, draw a perfect arc with each touch of the ball. However, at that decisive moment, his iron hand failed to exert the power it should have.
His opponents, like hungry wolves, stared at the basketball in his hand. They galloped like the wind on the three-point line, shooting every shot like an arrow to the basket. And he lost his way in this game, as if trapped by an invisible barrier.
At the end of the game, he stood alone on the field**, with unwilling tears flashing in his eyes. His 119 three-pointers are now an embarrassing record, a reminder of his former glory and loss. However, he did not give up, and his love and dedication to basketball were still burning in those determined eyes.
He knows that defeat is only temporary, and he wants to prove his worth with his strength. He will work up a sweat on the training ground and hone his skills. He will give his all in the game and write his legend with every shot.
Iron! Iron! His name still rings on the basketball court. He, the embarrassing three-point king, will use his hard work and hard work to shine on the basketball stage again.