The Way of Basketball: Never Talk Shit to Him!
Chapter 403 - 200: The Tortured LeBron, The Impact of Shaquille’s Absence._4

Chapter 403: Chapter 200: The Tortured LeBron, The Impact of Shaquille’s Absence._4

Looking over at LeBron, who silently watched him, ready to receive the ball.

And on his face...

It was an expression that could only be understood, not described.

Gibson obediently passed him the ball.

The second LeBron got the ball, Vallejo immediately set a high screen, actively setting a pick-and-roll for his "King."

The first attempt wasn’t successful, so he even waited for LeBron to "reverse" back beyond the three-point line and set another screen.

The second time, they succeeded.

But just as LeBron had shaken off Artest, he saw Su Wan standing in front of him and sticking to him immediately, not giving him enough time to accelerate.

On the other side, Artest managed to get around Vallejo at this moment... it wasn’t supposed to be that difficult, but Vallejo’s feet clearly took "little steps," delaying Artest by a second.

Nevertheless, he and Su Wan formed an "advance double team."

LeBron retreated again beyond the three-point line, found Quentin open because Su Wan left him, and passed the ball.

But the pass was wide, and not fast enough, so by the time Quentin caught it, Su Wan had already recovered to his position, with one hand over his face, preventing the catch-and-shoot.

The Cavaliers’ first offensive play passed by 20 seconds unnoticed, and still, they hadn’t found a chance to shoot.

Quentin passed the ball back to LeBron.

LeBron didn’t handle it, immediately swung it to Gibson on the other side.

When Gibson saw the ball flying towards him, he was completely flustered.

"Toot!"

As the ball arrived, the shot clock’s red light lit up.

Shot clock violation.

"Why didn’t you shoot!"

LeBron put on a bewildered look, as if his previous pass had been perfectly timed.

In the Pacers’ counterattack, Su Wan glanced at LeBron’s position and threw the ball directly to Artest who was defending him, "Go!"

LeBron was relatively proactive, stepping forward to resist Artest.

Instantly, Artest bulldozed ahead like a raging bull with his Iron Elbow leading the way, recklessly charging forward.

The "Little Emperor" kept taking elbows in the skirmish, his face completely changing colors.

He really wanted to ask:

What the heck is this, playing basketball or people-hacking!

In the end, he was pushed aside by Artest, helplessly watching Artest finish the layup.

Two points scored!

LeBron touched his chest, grimacing as he signaled to the referee, "He elbowed me like that, isn’t that an offensive foul?"

The referee didn’t pay him any attention.

They all knew LeBron was a complainer.

Everyone says that later on, Doncic would complain to the referees, but in fact, in this respect, LeBron truly outdid him. Unfortunately, at that time LeBron had already been packaged by the NBA as an absolute icon and symbol, so these referees, even with blood on their lips, couldn’t blame him.

Now...

Considering he would be beaten up in the Eastern Conference Finals, the referees didn’t bother with him anymore.

The Cavaliers attacked again.

Gibson finally realized that Shaquille O’Neal wasn’t there, and he became the "ball-handling guard" he used to be, bringing the ball over the midline, then passing to LeBron—the only thing he needed to do, before standing to the side, waiting for a pass from LeBron that might or might not come, to shoot it.

If he didn’t make it... then he would be the scapegoat!

Is this really basketball?

He muttered to himself, and his enthusiasm dropped immediately.

It wasn’t just him who felt this way; Quentin and Channing Frye looked at LeBron slowly dribbling at the spot, directing them to spread out, and exchanged helpless glances.

As expected, once this guy had the ball in hand, all he knew was to spread out...

And then wait for Vallejo to come up and set a screen.

Speaking of LeBron, he really didn’t learn from experience. From the beginning, the Pacers made it clear that if he dared to call for a screen, they would use "advance double teams" against him. The previous round was limited by an "advance double team," which led to the Cavaliers’ 24-second shot clock violation.

And now, he was still playing the same way!

This was truly...

Helplessness was written all over the faces of the other three starting Cavaliers.

Only Vallejo was still actively cooperating.

But, like the previous round, the Pacers continued to double-team with Su Wan and Artest.

There was a difference with LeBron, though, as this round he knew that Su Wan would come to double-team him, and he chose to find someone ahead of time.

Quentin got his shot off, and this time Su Wan couldn’t recover in time.

A good opportunity!

"Smack!"

Unfortunately!

The very next second after he shot, the newly crowned Best Defensive Player Award-winner O’Neal appeared in front of him, slapping Quentin’s shot out of bounds.

The ball was still with the Cavaliers, but only 6 seconds were left for the offense.

Pushed and jostled by Artest, LeBron wavered as he took the ball, then barreled forward, leaping just as his foot entered the free throw line...

Twisting his body, he passed the ball!

Gibson once again caught the ball with only two seconds left, his inner world a stampede of frustrations.

With a "clang," Gibson’s buzzer-beater missed.

Vallejo, struggling for position with Foster under the basket and turning red in the face, failed to secure the offensive rebound.

Su Wan snatched the rebound and, glancing back, saw no chance for a fast break, so he decided to move up the court at a slow pace.

He glanced at LeBron’s position and nearly laughed out loud.

LeBron stood near the top of the key, roughly the same distance away from Artest and himself.

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