"A pity, this ball was still stolen by Tang Long."
The commentator said this, but his hands were dancing. With this steal, as long as the Cavaliers scored this basket, the game would essentially be theirs.
"Let's look at the slow-motion replay. Chandler set a pick and roll, and after Paul broke through, Chandler followed him down the baseline. We even said Chandler had opened his mind and learned the opponent's play. This is the pick-and-roll tactic commonly used by Tang Long and James."
"After Tang Long's pick-and-roll, James immediately attacked the baseline. At this time, everyone's attention was on James, and Tang Long was left unguarded."
"It's a pity that Chandler only learned a superficial part of it. When Paul passed the ball to him, he hesitated. He thought Paul was going to drive himself, but this ball was stolen by Tang Long."
"Now the Cavaliers are on the offensive. Larry Hughes passed the ball to James. West and Morris double-teamed him. Is James going to shoot? Stepping up at a critical moment, that's a star... he passed... he passed to Drew Gooden at the baseline."
"Everyone thought James was going to pass to Tang Long in the paint, but unexpectedly, James saw Gooden, who was unguarded in the corner. Gooden dribbled and drove into the paint. Chandler stepped up."
"The ball came out of Gooden's hands. Drew didn't choose to layup himself. He passed the ball to Tang Long, who jumped."
"Roar!!"
"It's in!"
"Tang Long slammed the ball into the basket. The Cavaliers scored another two points. With only one minute left, it's really difficult for the Hornets to make up a seven-point deficit in one minute."
The commentator was afraid of missing any exciting details of Tang Long's layup, and the Cavaliers fans rose to their feet to applaud him.
Everyone was excited. If they could hold on for this one minute, the Cavaliers would achieve thirty consecutive wins.
Today, the Quicken Loans Arena was packed with all sports reporters from across America, and even news channel reporters were present. They were all experienced news professionals.
Naturally, they knew that the news of thirty consecutive wins would definitely boost newspaper sales.
The shutters of cameras clicked incessantly. The Cavaliers players could clearly feel that as soon as the referee's final whistle blew, the entire Quicken Loans Arena would erupt.
"Come on, everyone. As long as we defend this possession from the Hornets, we win this game."
At this moment, LeBron James, the team's top superstar, stepped forward to remind his teammates, who were already eager to celebrate.
"They are trailing by 6 points now. To tie the score, they can only rely on three-pointers and fouling tactics. So, we need to defend the perimeter well, and also keep an eye on Paul and Peja. It will be one of them who takes this shot."
James reminded his teammates, and Tang Long analyzed the opponent's offensive tactics. Their cooperation became increasingly tacit.
"Okay, everyone, let's go."
James high-fived everyone and led by example, adopting a defensive stance.
The Hornets clearly knew that time was of the essence. After the free throw, they were already in the Cavaliers' half in the blink of an eye.
Chandler set a pick-and-roll and then rolled towards the basket, with West following him down.
The Hornets seemed to be preparing to score two points before fouling.
But in the paint, there were Tang Long and Drew Gooden, who were boxing out the Hornets players for favorable positions.
For a moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the players in the paint.
At this time, Paul drove into the paint and feigned a jump. Just as everyone was about to exclaim, Paul passed the ball to Peja, who was at the top of the arc for a three-pointer.
Peja jumped without hesitation.
*Slam!!*
Before Peja, who had jumped up, could shoot, the ball was swatted away by Pavlovic.
The powerful force sent the ball rolling rapidly backward.
At this moment, all the Hornets players were in the frontcourt. Peja, who had been blocked, had just landed and saw Pavlovic charging towards the ball like a wild horse that had broken free.
As he got the ball, the Hornets' basket was empty. The moment everyone realized there was no one in the paint, Pavlovic had already grabbed the ball and was heading for the basket.
*Boom!!*
Another dunk.
Pavlovic, who had been invisible for most of the game, finally delivered a spectacular play at the crucial last moment.
The Cavaliers' lead had extended to eight points.
There were only a little over 50 seconds left.
After another missed shot, the Hornets knew they couldn't stop the Cavaliers' thirty-game winning streak, so their players started to walk around the court.
Out of respect for their opponents, the Cavaliers did not continue to attack, but slowly dribbled the ball, waiting to run down the clock. 138 Reading Network.
*Beep!*
Finally, the referee blew the final whistle.
"Cavs, Cavs..."
The fans at the Quicken Loans Arena stood up and chanted their team's name almost immediately as the whistle blew.
Thirty consecutive wins.
This was the longest winning streak in league history!
The players on the bench rushed onto the court and embraced James and Tang Long wildly.
"Congratulations to the Cavaliers for setting the league's longest winning streak."
The media also swarmed out at this moment, their long lenses and cameras flashing with dazzling light.
The Hornets' head coach, Byron Scott, shook hands with Mike Brown symbolically, then said ungratefully, "Mike, I didn't lose to you. I just lost to your players."
"Then why aren't they your players?"
With the thirty-game winning streak, Mike Brown was in a great mood and had become much wittier.
"Hmph."
Byron Scott snorted and walked towards the player tunnel without looking back.
Losing the game and being taunted by Mike Brown, whom he had always looked down on, he feared he might lose his temper if he stayed any longer.
"Well done, guys. We've made our own history."
Mike Brown high-fived the players one by one. The Cavaliers' owner stood on the sidelines, grinning from ear to ear. He was even happier than the spectators who refused to leave.
This was all about money!
Look at those reporters, each holding a microphone to interview the coach and players. James and Tang Long were interviewed so much that they went to interview Drew Gooden and Larry Hughes instead.
Even Big Z was surrounded by several reporters.
"Move aside, can't you see I'm in front of you?"
Catherine glared fiercely at Xiao Gen.
"I'm sorry, I was just too happy and didn't notice."
Xiao Gen said repeatedly with a blush, "sorry."
The Cavaliers had won thirty consecutive games, and Tang Long had achieved a double-double. She was so happy that she was a bit carried away and didn't notice Catherine, who was holding a microphone ready to interview Tang Long.
"Keep your eyes open."
Catherine glanced at Xiao Gen dismissively. "As a senior, I feel obligated to tell you, a junior, that using your body for interviews is a disgrace to our profession. You'd better watch yourself."
"I didn't."
Xiao Gen quickly waved her hands in defense. She really hadn't noticed.