Chapter 253: Vanity at work

The NBA league strictly stipulates that players with concussions are not allowed to play. Moreover, players with concussions must pass the league's official testing to return to the court, not just get a report from the team doctor.

When James got up, his head felt dizzy for a while.

He couldn't walk in a straight line and almost fell.

Kwame Brown's skull was too hard, and James's impact was too strong... even with a mouthguard, it could split the inside of his lip; one can imagine.

Spoelstra quickly let Juwan Howard support him and walk toward the player tunnel with the team doctor.

When James left, the Clippers' team doctor was cleaning Fan Xi's wound.

Fan Xi also had a cut nearly two centimeters long inside his lip, and the doctor said it needed stitches.

Fan Xi said to talk about it after the game.

At that time, the doctor got anxious. As a doctor, he didn't want to consider the outcome of the game; he just wanted to take good care of the player's physical health, which was his responsibility.

Just as Fan Xi was arguing, James passed by from the adjacent player tunnel, supported by the team doctor and Juwan Howard.

"Jack, the war between you and me isn't over yet." James opened his bloody mouth and said fiercely to Fan Xi.

"Yes, LeBron, you will continue to lose." Fan Xi also revealed his scarlet teeth. The two guys with split lips were talking tough to each other.

The scene was very bloody and full of gunpowder.

Yet it had a kind of extraordinary solemnity and ritual, as if two men standing at the peak were concluding a blood contract.

"LeBron is injured. This is really a pity. The Clippers will steal a victory under Jack Fan's leadership if the Flash Wade can't stop him." McBlin looked at James's departing back and said dejectedly.

But in fact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

James left, the Heat failed, and he had enough stories and reasons to tell.

In fact, the person who breathed a sigh of relief wasn't just him, but also the fans at the American Airlines Center. Although they were very disappointed, they also knew that they, who were pursuing the historical record of 73 wins in the regular season, couldn't afford such a failure.

After all, the opponent was Fan Xi, the devil who had once hit three buzzer-beaters in the Finals to forcibly snatch their championship trophy.

Moreover, before the Clippers arrived, Miami hadn't lost a single home game this season.

Now, the home court had fallen.

If the Big Three were all present, how embarrassing would that be?

Now, with LeBron injured and leaving, while they were regretful and sad, they were also able to save face and have a reason to comfort themselves and convince the public.

Although, at this time, Miami was still trailing by 12 points.

*Beep! *

The whistle blew, and the game continued.

The Flash Wade didn't give up on the game. Although James left, Wade remained as tenacious as iron. He killed his way into the paint, used a jump step to get rid of Fan Xi's tracking, and toyed with Kwame Brown's block with a high toss.

*Swish! *

The basketball hit the net.

Wade proved with his actual actions that the Heat hadn't reached the time to extinguish yet.

Miami still had oil.

Wade was Miami's oil.

Returning to half-court, he immediately defended Fan Xi desperately. Fan Xi rushed into the paint and found no signs of a Miami double-team, so he quickly passed the basketball to Hamilton.

Hamilton jumped to shoot... *Bang! *

The basketball hit the iron.

Haslem grabbed the rebound, and Miami defended a ball.

The home-court momentum shouted again. Some fans who were preparing to leave stopped in the aisle; they seemed to have suddenly remembered that before LeBron arrived, Wade was the team's guardian god.

Without the Chosen One, wasn't there still the Finals MVP?

Wade gave Miami hope to burn again.

*Swish! *

He didn't let the fans down either; he rushed to the frontcourt quickly and used a stop-and-go jump shot to chase the score back to 8 points.

ESPN's McBlin also boiled over again, shouting to cheer for Wade, just as he had cheered for James before.

Fan Xi on the court didn't panic at all; he brought the ball to the frontcourt.

He stabilized at the top of the three-point arc, consuming time.

Now the time advantage was in the Clippers' cabin; the anxious ones were the Miami Heat.

Wade kept pressing and probing, trying to make Fan Xi become aggressive.

But Fan Xi's ball control was very stable; he could always walk through the dense defense with ease.

As time passed, Miami became irritable. With 8 seconds left in the Clippers' offensive time, they adopted a crazy double-team. Shane Battier and Wade double-teamed him at the same time, trying to force Fan Xi into a hasty offense.

However, Fan Xi didn't hesitate at all. He seized the opportunity and darted into the restricted area like thunder and lightning. Before that, a sudden "worship" feint made both defenders face a formidable enemy, unable to help but jump up with their center of gravity.

Fan Xi's shooting before this had really made them terrified; they had to raise their psychological threshold for passive defense.

The NBA was like this: when your shooting makes people afraid, your breakthrough and your passing will be more lethal.

Fan Xi chose to strike directly at the heart this time. He quickly flashed out of the double-team and entered the paint, then jumped high. With Haslem and Chris Bosh flying over at the same time, he used a clever layup to put the basketball into the basket... *Swish! *

This was an ability Fan Xi already possessed.

His aerial work ability was in the same vein as Michael Jordan's; the league couldn't find a player better at hanging in the air and flying than him.

After Fan Xi scored, the Clippers stabilized their offensive.

Changing sides to fight again, Wade was still attacking fiercely; he quickly killed his way into the paint and continued to hit floaters.

But time was no longer on his side.

Fan Xi still consumed time unhurriedly. He arrived at the frontcourt. Under Miami's crazy encirclement, he cut through the defense with sharp breakthroughs and entered the paint... the busier Miami's defense was, the easier it was for an internal vacuum to appear.

Fan Xi assisted Kwame Brown in completing a dunk.

The game countdown entered within one minute.

The Heat had to increase the offensive rhythm. Wade's ultra-long-distance three-pointer failed to hit, Kwame Brown patted the basketball out, and Fan Xi grabbed the basketball.

Wade stepped up to foul.

At this time, there were 48 seconds left in the game.

The game was actually over at this time.

It was just that Wade was unwilling to accept this failure.

*Swish! *

*Swish! *

Both free throws hit.

Changing sides to fight again, the Clippers defended a full-court press.

But Shane Battier still hit a three-pointer with 32 seconds left in the game.

This three-pointer made the American Airlines Center stir.

However, besides narrowing the score, did it have any other meaning?

Fan Xi didn't think so.

Fan Xi ran to the frontcourt with the ball, deliberately consuming seven seconds. Miami chose to foul.

Actually, it was meaningless.

This was like a john finishing his work in 1 minute and then forcibly dragging the woman to chat for thirty minutes; besides showing off his "ability" in front of his peers, it was meaningless.

It was nothing more than satisfying some vanity.

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