Mike Breen was passionately commentating, spittle flying, his face flushed red from speaking too quickly and continuously.
But he didn't feel it at all. He was completely immersed, enjoying Su Yan's solo scoring show.
"Holy crap!"
Barkley also exclaimed excitedly, "Su Yan hit a logo three-pointer at the buzzer! He scored 30 points in the first half of the Finals stage. Will he score 60+ points in the entire game?! Unbelievable! Even the 'God of Basketball' Michael Jordan only scored 60+ points once in the playoffs. Yet, Su Yan does it again and again. This scoring ability is truly terrifying! The Lakers are spreading the wealth, but letting Su Yan explode like this might not be a good sign!"
"That's not necessarily true." Mike Breen, having recovered, shook his head and smiled, "I'm also amazed by Su Yan's scoring ability. 30 points in the first half of the Finals is incredibly impressive. However… even though Su Yan played so well in the first half, the Lakers are still leading by 7 points."
"No, no, no!" Barkley also shook his head and retorted, "Even if the Lakers are temporarily leading, that doesn't prove anything. But… once Su Yan gets into his zone, he can really score 60 points, or even more. He'll enter berserk mode, reach an unstoppable state, and he'll also lift all the Knicks players. He'll use this kind of dominance to help the team overtake the score and then win the game. This is what 'Yan God' has always been doing. The Lakers can be glad they still have the lead, because… this score difference is their only balance point right now. Once they lose even the score difference, once this balance point is broken. The Lakers will collapse!"
"Uh…" Mike Breen thought about it carefully and nodded