i REALLY love how furudate maximized the use of lines to emphasize just how chaotic this play had been. the lines that seem to take up all of these panels were able to convey how each of the players were becoming slaves to excessive motion and speed.
as coach ukai eloquently puts it, speed hinders the players to see things with a wide field-of-view, and as readers, we are subjected to the same predicament. most of the panels are illustrated in a way that we don't get to properly see how the rally is going.
and after successive panels that bombard you with all these suffocating motion lines, we get this clear spread of hinata calmly receiving the ball. absent are the lines that portray speed; instead, we see the trajectory of the ball that hinata passes—slow and easy.
it's meant to be a pass that lets everyone else pause to catch their breath, but by inserting that previous spread of hinata, the readers are also given a chance to take a momentary pause before we are reeled back in to the intensity of the match.
every time my pea-sized brain manages to pick up all these intricacies in furudate's writing i get so inexplicably emotional because Fuck . He Is So Damn Good . in this house we support furudate supremacy