The Way of Basketball: Never Talk Shit to Him!
Chapter 305 - 180 Absolutely Do Not Talk Trash to Him_6

Chapter 305: Chapter 180 Absolutely Do Not Talk Trash to Him_6

"I’m seriously doubting your capabilities, Mr. Representative, perhaps signing with Converse for my next contract would be more fitting!"

The representative probably watched tonight’s game too and said rather awkwardly, "Su, trust me one more time, I promise this time I’ll handle things to your satisfaction."

After about a day’s wait, before Game 4 of the series started, Su Wan received a call from the Nike representative, "Su, try to Breakthrough more tonight, you’ll have a surprising discovery."

Su Wan nodded, expectation flashed in his eyes, but his tone remained cold, "It better be!"

Meanwhile, in the locker room of the home team, the Heat, Pat Riley was tapping the tactical board, "Guys, listen, our goal is to completely shut down the others, don’t worry about that Huaxia person, just let him score."

This was the strategy the "Divine Calculator" came up with after reviewing yesterday’s game.

He felt that the victory from yesterday could serve as a reference for the Heat’s comeback.

With Wade able to compete with Su Wan in scoring, just by suffocating the other points on the Pacers, the Heat could definitely continue to secure victories.

Of course, it wouldn’t be easy to shut down the Pacers’ other offensive points.

But defense has a lot to do with willpower, and willpower is directly proportional to the strength of the "Chicken Soup" one drinks.

Luckily, he, Pat Riley, was a master of "brewing Chicken Soup."

"Right now everyone thinks we’re going to be the final losers of the Eastern Conference Finals, but what I want to say is, I can see the day when we beat the Pacers, we will win tonight’s game, take King Mountain, and then return to our home court to eliminate the Pacers. We can do it, I believe in all of you, and I can feel the aura of champions in you!"

"Divine Calculator" and "God Stick" are mostly different, but sometimes there’s no difference.

Like right now, as Pat Riley was serving "Chicken Soup" to the Heat players, combining the aura of both "God Stick" and "Divine Calculator."

Even Shaquille O’Neal was taken in by him.

He suddenly felt that the Pat Riley in front of him was very much like that Colonel Sanders from his memory.

His profound experience silenced any rebuttal from the Heat Team members—if this legendary coach who once directed the Lakers’ "showtime" says they have the look of champions, then they surely do.

Later on, many people would say that Pat Riley’s return was like "picking the fruit," but the truth was, if Stan Van Gundy had continued leading the Heat in such a perilous situation, it’s uncertain whether he could have managed through.

Stan Van Gundy didn’t have the reputation to convince the Heat’s players like Pat Riley did.

Only Pat Riley!

The effectiveness of this round of "Chicken Soup" was very apparent. In Game 4 of the series, the Heat took the lead comfortably 11-7, thanks to their aggressive play.

In fact, the Heat had the advantage in the beginning because at that time, the Pacers were still in the stage of using Foster to wear down Shaquille O’Neal’s physical fitness.

The Heat had two strong offensive points: Wade and Shaquille.

As long as they utilized these points well, continuous offense from the Heat Team wasn’t a problem.

It was just that in previous games, they paid too much attention to defense.

Tonight’s start, however, let all the Heat players know that they didn’t need to rack their brains—playing physical was the right way to go.

Don’t underestimate the Heat’s ability to wear down their opponents, that’s exactly how the Mavericks’ shooting state was drained away.

Although many "Monday morning quarterbacks" say that Wade becoming the "Whistle Man" was the main reason for the Mavericks’ loss, the truth was the Mavericks themselves also couldn’t make their shots, which was a more significant problem.

Fans from the "Small Ball Era" know that "solo play" can’t beat "team play"—one person’s firepower, no matter how fierce, can’t surpass a group of people handling machine guns.

The Mavericks lost the 2006 championship ultimately because they weren’t tough enough.

Rick Carlisle, watching the Heat’s aggressive play, suddenly noticed that their defense on Su Wan was not as tight as in the previous games.

Which was normal...

Focusing on locking down everyone except Su Wan naturally gave Su Wan more relaxed offensive space.

He immediately signaled Su Wan to take the ball and go one-on-one.

Su Wan nodded and didn’t hesitate to hold the ball, asking his teammates to spread out.

However, once Little O’Neal set the screen for him, he decisively drove towards the lane.

"Whistle!"

The split second after his shot missed, a whistle sounded.

Haslem was called for blocking foul.

The future "locker room leader" of the Heat turned his head to the referee, hands outstretched:

What, just a touch, and that’s a foul too?

There were boos all around the arena, but a hint of understanding smirk was on Su Wan’s lips.

So that’s what it meant!

As he stepped up to the free-throw line, despite the enormous booing, it didn’t affect Su Wan from sinking the free throws confidently.

Wade said, "It’s clear; you never waste what’s fed to you."

Huh...

A bit of a miser too.

Remembering the "trash talk" from series Game 1.

Su Wan replied, "Can’t help it, I only get these few bites, so I must eat them all up!"

With the experience from the first time, Su Wan became even more determined when attacking the paint.

The occasional whistle made Pat Riley frown slightly, looking at the three referees beside him, thoughtfully.

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