Chapter 491: Jie Ke's Son
Swish!
The basketball traced a perfect arc before dropping into the hoop, gently brushing the net with a lovely sound.
The quiet Staples Center instantly erupted in loud cheers, over twenty thousand spectators shouting in unison, the roar sounding like an explosion.
This is the ultimate release of repression.
Kuaisuan fans finally have their "spring" at last.
Fan Xi's shot, like their deepest hope, pierced through the Three Giants' defensive cage and, with unstoppable force, pierced the Heat's basket.
The Kuaisuan bench boiled over; Maikelbang even unbuttoned his suit and jumped up, looking a bit like he was clubbing.
The other players were even more excited to the extreme.
Although the three‑pointer didn't give Kuaisuan the lead, they were still trailing.
But in spirit, they held the overall advantage.
Kuaisuan's morale blazed, and the horn of a counterattack seemed to sound at this moment.
Spoelstra looked like a startled bird, making a panicked move at this time.
Beep!
He called for a timeout.
In fact he could have done without it; the team was still ahead, Fan Xi only made a three, and the Heat's offense had no issues.
His request for a timeout at this moment can only mean one thing: he was scared, he was fearful.
And he admitted the team had taken a heavy blow this time.
It was far from a wise move.
It visibly boosted Kuaisuan's morale.
Pat Riley glared at him; he intended to organize, but it was too late. The referee had already announced the timeout.
Michael Jordan, turning his head from the stands, said to the Magic, "What do you think of Jie Ke's attack and defense this time?"
The Magic looked up, replayed Fan Xi's shot, and said, "Just a routine play. Back when he was a Lakers Player, I already saw his big heart in clutch moments. I decided then to keep him as the future core. But I didn't convince Jean Bas; otherwise there would be no Kuaisuan championship."
"You should have stopped Jean Bas back then. Then I would still be the NBA's sole player‑owner," Jordan said irritably.
Kobe, however, reminded, "The Heat made a mistake. They shouldn't have double‑teamed Jie Ke. I studied it long ago; Jie Ke shoots more accurately under high‑intensity defense. If they hadn't double‑teamed, Jie Ke might not have scored."
Jordan frowned and said, "If Miami hadn't double‑teamed, Jie Ke would have broken through. Moreover, his One-stage jump shot is very precise."
Oh!
Kobe then realized that Fan Xi essentially had no blind spots on offense.
In a moment, he was even a bit dazed, realizing… Fan Xi was no longer the little junior under his wing. This change should have occurred after Fan Xi first beat him in that one‑on‑one at Fan Xi's house.
I'm old.
Kobe felt somewhat melancholy.
On the court, Fan Xi walked toward the bench; Mili Xiqi was the first to rush up, exaggeratedly leapt, then hugged Fan Xi, shouting, "Jie Ke!! You're amazing!! From now on my son will also be called Jie Ke, no, Jackson!! Jie Ke's son!!!"
Foreigners' minds are really weird.
Kobe's son is named Jackson.
Mili Xiqi's son also damn wants to be called Jackson, and it's deliberately to take advantage of Fan Xi.
Thinking of this, Fan Xi's mind drifted for a moment; he recalled: Why did I name my own son Troy? I should have named him Jackson.
So, turning to Mili Xiqi, Fan Xi said, "When you go on the floor later, play hard for me, at least sink the open shot for me."
Mili Xiqi hadn't expected a single hug to bring such a return.
But he gladly accepted the assignment.
Thus, after the whistle blew, Kuaisuan's lineup became Little Jordan, Mili Xiqi, Leonard, Butler, Fan Xi.
The Heat made no lineup adjustments.
They still kept the Three Giants on the court, without assessing their stamina; for them, breaking Kuaisuan quickly was more important.
But.
Some things are quite subtle.
Spoelstra's timeout call this time was very foolish.
When they returned, the once‑dazed home fans were jolted, shouting slogans in unison, bringing a refreshing new atmosphere to the arena.
The Kuaisuan players' fighting spirit also grew fiercer.
Butler tightly tangled Wade; Wade failed to pass the ball to Ray Allen, who passed to Ke Li Si Bo Shen, who couldn't get past Mili Xiqi, then gave the ball to James. Leonard's early steal failed, allowing James to jump‑shoot, but Fan Xi's sudden block from the side interfered… Boom!
The ball clanged off the rim.
Little Jordan grabbed a rebound in the paint.
Fan Xi has already started sprinting.
Fan Xi received the ball in the frontcourt, surged into the paint, quickly jumped for a layup; James leapt from behind, but the ball was mysteriously passed behind Fan Xi, Butler sprinted in, seized the ball and completed a one‑handed slam dunk.
Kuaisuan created a fierce counter‑attack posture.
Home morale rose a few more points.
"Does Kuaisuan have a chance to tie or even take the lead in the third quarter?" Kenny Smith asked excitedly on TV.
But soon, James assisted Ray Allen for a three.
Ray Allen, a standout of the '96 golden generation, inherits the sharpshooter spirit of the University of Connecticut; he is the planet's best classic three‑point shooter, and each of his shots is as rigorous as a textbook.
Ray Allen's three stabilized the Heat's morale, allowing them to focus more on defense.
Fan Xi again drove to the basket, and with Mili Xiqi's screen completed a left‑hand dunk; the Heat could not stop Fan Xi's aggression under the rim.
From this game, Fan Xi's pressure in the paint exceeds the combined total of James and Wade.
Later, the game entered a tense state again.
However, Fan Xi's offense became more resolute, and Mili Xiqi really stepped up.
Mili Xiqi, in the other three 2003 Super Platinum Generation's outstanding performances, also opened up his own situation. Although he appeared to have far less control of the game than the three, he served well as Fan Xi's assistant, he began frequently setting high screens for Fan Xi, then using his athleticism to roll to the basket, his ability to control the offense, although not as good as Nowitzki's.
But the Heat must not let up on his activity around the free-throw line.
Mili Xiqi's performance brought both sides into equilibrium.
Although Kenny Smith's advocated tying the score was not achieved, Kuaisuan trailed by only 3 points.
Furthermore, everyone at the Staples Center believed that if Jieke Fan could activate another teammate next, Kuaisuan's chance of winning would greatly increase.
At the same time, they began to expect another legendary thing to happen.
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