Chapter 1 The Miami Heat Versus Dallas Mavericks

American Airlines Arena, halftime, the score between the two teams was 59 to 64.

In the first half of the second quarter, the Mavericks, with Howard and Terry leading the charge, successfully withstood the pressure from Su Feng's great grinding style.

Unlike other teams facing the Heat.

The Mavericks never thought about how to limit Su Feng from the start tonight.

It has to be said...

Davis had already seen through the essence of basketball.

In Davis's view...

Since basketball is a回合制 (huíhézhì, turn-based) sport, if it's clear that you can't defend against your opponent, why not think about scoring more points on your offensive possessions?

In the Heat's locker room, after going toe-to-toe with the Mavericks for 24 minutes, Su Feng's expression grew increasingly grim.

Because it was obvious that...

The overall strength of this Mavericks team had surpassed all the opponents Su Feng had encountered in the past.

Even the Bulls of yesteryear, in Su Feng's eyes, were not as difficult to deal with as the current Mavericks.

Because no matter how strong the Bulls were back then, Su Feng was confident that he could suppress all versions of Jordan on the court.

And once "Old Rogue" was suppressed on the court...

Then, may I ask, what could Pippen and Rodman, those two stinky kids...

What made them think they could beat Su Feng's Shaq and that Pampa Vulture?

But...

With the current Mavericks, even if Su Feng and O'Neal could dominate Kidd and Chandler in their matchups...

Conversely, the Mavericks could also use their tacit teamwork to tear open a hole in the Heat's defense.

As John Davis said.

Jason Kidd was indeed a natural warrior.

In the first half of the game between the two teams tonight, don't look at Kidd not scoring a single point.

But on the offensive end, if it weren't for his patient organization, how could the Mavericks have repeatedly found weaknesses in the Heat's defense?

In basketball games, "1+1 being less than 2" is not uncommon.

However, the Mavericks with Kidd, like the Heat with Su Feng, could make the whole team "1+1+1+1+1 greater than 5".

And this...

In Su Feng's opinion, was very annoying.

Because clearly, he and O'Neal...

Including other teammates, were playing very well.

But...

The Heat just couldn't widen the score tonight.

Under Davis's "avoid the solid, attack the empty" grand strategy, the iron fists that the Heat swung at the Mavericks seemed to be hitting cotton.

Moreover, through the first half of the game between the two teams...

Su Feng had roughly guessed the strategy that Davis would adopt in the second half.

That was...

To continue to maneuver on the court with the Heat through this tactic of "avoiding the enemy's strengths and attacking their weaknesses," and patiently wait for the moment of final battle to arrive.

A summer night, the peak of kings.

You have your "a sword from the west," and I also have my "celestial being from beyond the heavens."

Back then, it was precisely relying on this tactic that the Raptors swept the Lakers three times in three Finals.

And at this moment...

Although Davis no longer had Su Feng under his command...

But Nowitzki, Howard, Finley, Terry...

As long as two of the above four could step up, Davis would dare to bet everything on the decisive moment of the game tonight.

And in Su Feng's original timeline, coincidentally...

The Mavericks led by Carlisle also eliminated the Heat led by Little James and Little Wade in this way.

It seemed that the Mavericks in Su Feng's memory only had Nowitzki who could be considered a superstar...

But in fact, in every game, different players in that Mavericks team could stand up and play the role of "Pippen".

In the Heat's locker room, before the start of the third quarter, looking at Payton, Su Feng asked curiously: "Gary, if you were to defend Josh Howard, do you think you would be under a lot of pressure?"

Hearing this, after thinking seriously for a few seconds, Payton replied: "His absolute speed is not fast, I can definitely keep up with him.

But if he chooses to shoot in front of me, then I can only do my best to disrupt his shooting rhythm."

Su Feng nodded and said, "Very good, then I'll go talk to Pat later...

In the third quarter, you and I will switch defenses!"

American Airlines Arena, after the halftime break, the game continued.

The Mavericks attacked first at the beginning of the third quarter.

At this time, after noticing that the Heat's player responsible for guarding Kidd had changed from Payton to Su Feng, Davis on the Mavericks' bench shook his head with a wry smile.

"Do you know what is the biggest difference between Su and Kobe, Tracy, Vince, Allen, and others?" Davis asked, looking at Mike Brown.

Brown shook his head.

"When it comes to offense, the others can all trade blows with Su when they are in good form.

But no matter how many points they score on the court, they can't compare to Su.

Because Su is a player who never scores for the sake of scoring." After a pause, Davis added.

"I don't understand... John, in basketball games, is there a difference between scoring and scoring?" Listening to Davis's explanation, Brown felt confused again.

After smiling, Davis said, "My dear old friend, in basketball games, there really is a difference between scoring and scoring."

"Do you know why Su chose to match up with Jason at this time?" Looking at the confused Brown, Davis asked after sighing again.

"Hmm?"

"He has already seen the future of this game," Davis said.

"This... John, isn't it a good thing for us that Su is going to match up with Jason?

Because..."

"Because Jason is the kind of player who can continue to organize the team's offense no matter how you defend him...

So, in your opinion, Su going to match up with him can instead free up our wing players on the offensive end?" Davis interrupted Brown with a wave of his hand and said for him.

"Yes, that's what I mean," Brown nodded.

"Then you are very wrong, my dear old friend."

After patting Brown on the shoulder, Davis, feeling that this guy really had no talent in offense, chose not to continue explaining to him.

At the same time...

Boston, under Bird's analysis, Miller Karl discovered...

How dull he must have been before to be defeated by Davis again and again using the same tactics?

"Josh Howard is a scorer who can average 20 points per game, right?"

In the Celtics' general manager's office, Bird used a simple math problem to solve the question that had troubled Karl for many years.

"That's right."

"Then how many points did he get in the first half of the game tonight?"

"8 points."

"That's it...

Because this Mavericks team has its own excellent offensive system, even if the Heat have Su defend him all the time, Su can only limit his shooting percentage at most.

Also, tonight, have you ever seen a Mavericks player actively looking for Su to go one-on-one?"

"Larry, you mean..."

"I mean, in tonight's game, as long as the Mavericks players can maintain their touch, they can definitely keep the score close.

Moreover, because they are not the kind of team that always relies on star players to score on the court...

So at this time, no matter who Su defends, the benefits he can get on the defensive end will be very low."

Looking at Karl, Bird said word by word.

Compared with Mike Brown, who had a "negative talent for offense," after carefully reviewing the games in which the Celtics had lost to Su Feng's team before, Karl quickly understood the deep meaning of Su Feng's choice to match up with Kidd in the third quarter.

"He... he foresaw the future of this game!"

After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Karl said to Bird.

"Yes... he did see the future."

After nodding, Bird felt that his teacher was right about him.

Perhaps Karl's talent in coaching was indeed much worse than his...

But compared with those coaches who only lived in their own tactical books...

Bird believed that as time went by, Miller Karl would definitely be able to rebuild the glory of this Celtics team with him.

So, now the question is...

American Airlines Arena, what kind of future did Su Feng see tonight?

On the court, in the third quarter, although Su Feng organized many wonderful plays by using assists...

But in the eyes of the fans at the scene and in front of the TV...

Compared with the all-powerful Su Feng in the past, even if Su Feng played more reasonably at this moment, it seemed that something was missing.

In the third quarter, O'Neal and Ginobili accounted for 25 of the 33 points scored by the Heat.

At the end of the first three quarters, the score on the court between the two teams was 93 to 97.

Los Angeles, nestled in Kobe's arms, Vanessa said with a puzzled expression: "Honey, although I don't understand basketball very well...

But if this is all of Su's strength, then in my opinion, he doesn't seem to be much better than you."

Hearing this, after turning his head and glaring at Vanessa, Kobe said, "When have you ever seen a killer let you feel their killing intent before they kill?"

"Wait and see!

The God of Basketball...

Is about to descend on Miami."

After pushing Vanessa away from his arms, Kobe looked at the close-up of Su Feng's face on the TV, and the hot fighting spirit in his heart had already been ignited by Su Feng.

At this wonderful moment...

Kobe didn't want to miss a single second.

As for Vanessa?

Tsk...

For a straight man like Kobe...

How could Vanessa's temptation be comparable to Su Feng?

Miami, American Airlines Arena.

During the intermission, when Su Feng brushed his hair on his forehead and stood up, at this moment, even the Mavericks' half...

Could feel the monstrous killing intent conveyed from the Heat's bench.

"Get ready, guys.

Back then, when I was coaching the 76ers, I once told my players...

When playing against the Bulls, you have to be prepared to face the best player on this planet.

And now, I also want to remind you.

Especially Jason...

No matter what happens next, you have to keep a normal heart.

Only by uniting, only by trusting each other, only by believing that we can win to the end...

Can we grasp that last glimmer of hope!"

Before the start of the final quarter, looking at Chandler, Nahura, Howard, Terry, and Kidd who were preparing to play, Davis said with a deep expression.

From the score, the Mavericks were only 4 points behind.

But after that man chose to save all his energy for the fourth quarter...

Davis knew...

Even if he was optimistic, the Mavericks had to be prepared for the worst.

On the court, in the fourth quarter, the Heat attacked first.

In the final quarter, the Heat were led by Su Feng, who had played the entire first three quarters, along with Mourning, Haslem, Ariza, and Alston.

"I don't understand, John...

Since Su plans to leave his main energy for the fourth quarter, why doesn't Pat Riley just substitute him to rest?"

At this time, looking at the worried Davis, Brown also raised the question in his heart.

"Then Mike, do you know how well our offense played tonight?" Hearing this, Davis immediately asked back.

Brown: "......"

u1s1 (Internet slang, meaning "unbiasedly speaking").

At this moment, Brown suddenly felt that he was an idiot.

Because in the third quarter, even if Su Feng chose a more energy-saving style of play on the court, how could the traction he could bring to other Heat players be compared to ordinary people?

In Davis's view, this was definitely the best three quarters that the Mavericks had played in the playoffs this year so far.

But...

Even so...

The Heat still maintained a 4-point lead.

Because unlike the Mavericks...

Nowitzki needed to rest.

Su Feng didn't need to rest.

Even if the Mavericks' second lineup was strong, there would definitely be a certain gap in scoring ability compared to the main lineup.

"Is he really human?" On the Mavericks' bench, Mike Brown said with emotion.

And on the court, almost at the same time, Kidd also let out the same sigh.

Because after getting the basketball from Alston, when Su Feng accelerated with all his strength, Kidd found that...

He didn't even have time to react...

Su Feng had already disappeared in front of him!

Was it because Kidd's stamina had declined in the fourth quarter, so he was starting to lose Su Feng's rhythm?

No...

It was Su Feng who finally showed his fangs on this night.

If you have never seen a shooting star since you were a child.

It must be because you have never seen Su Feng's game.

On the court, after forcibly breaking through Jason Kidd's defense, Su Feng transformed himself into a shooting star, tearing through the sky of Florida.

Looking at Su Feng, who took off one step before the free-throw line...

In the restricted area, at this moment...

Tyson Chandler was completely dumbfounded.

And when he subconsciously raised his hands, an even more terrifying thing happened on the court!

Because after a long flight in the air...

Su Feng was still gliding forward!

Because Vince Carter once said that smashing the basket doesn't count as a dunk.

So this ball...

Su Feng didn't plan to smash it in from the start.

Bang!

On the court, across Tyson Chandler, Su Feng slammed the basketball in his right hand into the basket.

"I told you before, as long as he wants to, he can fly freely to any corner of this world!"

Los Angeles, after he couldn't help but cheer for Su Feng, Kobe turned his head and looked at the empty sofa.

Boston, after looking at each other with Bird for a long time, Karl couldn't help but complain: "Larry... I remember you once said that Su's way of playing is very similar to yours.

So... does the way of playing you mentioned also include this kind of goal?"

Bird: "......"

And on TNT, at the same time as Su Feng's dunk exploded the entire arena, Charles Barkley said in his hoarse voice: "Su... dunked on Tyson Chandler!"

American Airlines Arena.

Looking at the figure grabbing the basket with one hand in the Mavericks' restricted area...

At this moment...

The Heat fans at the scene had already gone crazy.

"Gary, I don't know if you have this feeling."

On the Heat's bench, after turning into an emoji with Payton, O'Neal turned his head and looked at Payton.

Hearing this, Payton asked curiously, "What kind of feeling?"

"We are going to win this game tonight!" O'Neal said solemnly.