Curry had become "Baby-Faced God" early, and had become a worthy "second-in-command on a championship team" early too.
George cut to the basket, attacking the paint and using his physical gifts to draw the Heat's defensive attention.
Su Yan was off the ball on the right, drawing two defenders. He barely moved, and at least three players were watching him.
That was the off-ball threat of the "Current #1 Player."
That was the gravitational pull of "God Yan."
Su Yan's gravity was everywhere. Off-ball movement, threes, drives—he could generate it with all of them.
Curry was envious.
He wanted to become a player with gravity too, using it to make his teammates and team better.
That was Curry's wish.
It was a crazy wish.
After all... there weren't many players with gravity in the history of the NBA.
Curry wanted to become one of them.
He needed to train harder and make himself stronger.
That strength couldn't come from just his three-point shot.
Tony Allen passed the ball to Curry. With one simple screen, Curry found himself open for a three.
He didn't hesitate for a second.
He raised the ball and fired a sharp three-pointer.
This was something he was comfortable with and good at.
He had always done it well.
The ball traced a beautiful arc through the air... and dropped cleanly through the net!
On the next possession,
Curry brought the ball up himself. With Su Yan and George setting a pair of screens, he found an opening on the right wing, two meters beyond the three-point line.
Curry had another chance.
It was a little far, but this was Curry's spot.
"Swish~"
Another deep three.
His hot hand stayed hot.
Curry hit another three, making it two in a row. The Heat had no choice but