"Thud!"
George stepped forward and called for the ball, asking Su Yan to hand it over.
Su Yan was taken aback, then passed him the ball.
He saw absolute confidence in George's eyes.
At the right wing, George faced LeBron one-on-one. He dribbled between his legs again and again, then held the ball in his left hand for an instant.
He lowered his center of gravity and burst forward.
LeBron's eyes narrowed as he slid over to keep up. George was reading the defense the whole time, too.
A silky-smooth crossover.
"Cool" was the only word for it. I'd say it just once.
George shook LeBron off, took a step to the right, and pulled up sharply. He floated the ball in his right hand, then retreated another step to the right, gathered it, and rose for a jumper with a slight fadeaway.
"Cool" was the only word for it. I wanted to say it again.
LeBron bit on the move, but his athleticism was astounding. He slammed on the brakes, shifted his weight, and chased George down to contest the shot.
Bosh came over to help immediately, too.
With both of them closing in to block him, George didn't panic at all. He let the ball fly.
If it went in, he was a legend.
If it didn't, he was just showing off.
As it happened... George sank the silky step-back midrange jumper, earning a round of applause.
But that wasn't enough.
On the next defensive possession, George stopped Bosh one-on-one, too.
The "elite 3-and-D" label was beginning to ring true.
With a bucket on one end and a stop on the other, he showed a touch of General George's flair and joined the ranks of the league's talent-overflowing stars.
At least...
On opening night, George's performance so far