After landing, he slammed his right fist against his chest and let out a roar like a lion.
"Ah——"
The entire crowd erupted in cheers.
Commentator Bill McDonald said somewhat puzzledly:
"Strange. By all rights, the Lakers should be feeling pretty down tonight. Why are they coming out with so much energy?"
Stu Lantz was equally puzzled.
"I can't figure it out either. The Lakers as a whole feel completely different from the past few days."
"Every single one of them looks fired up!"
Bill McDonald pondered for a moment, his gaze falling on the man standing beside the Lakers' bench.
Could it have something to do with him?
But he quickly dismissed the absurd thought.
That man didn't seem to have any title or reputation. Bill had been commentating beside the Lakers' bench for more than a decade and didn't know him. Naturally, the Lakers players wouldn't know him either, so their motivation probably had nothing to do with his arrival.
Throughout the entire first quarter, the Lakers were united and brimming with fighting spirit.
They kept producing brilliant offensive plays. Shan He drove through the defense as if no one were there, while Zhang Yu hit three three-pointers from beyond the arc. Meanwhile, Wang Le blocked two of the opposing team's drives to the basket from inside.
The Warriors, on the other hand, were unable to get their drive-and-kick system going because of the Lakers' zone defense.
Combined with their poor Three-point Touch, they fell behind the Lakers by as many as nine points in the first quarter.
When they came off the court, every Lakers player was full of passion and fighting spirit.
And the viewers watching in front of their televisions.
Yes, there were still viewers watching television.
Although NBA ratings had fallen far behind what