George Likes It!

Blocks?!

"Boom!"

Josh Howard's impact was astonishing. He withstood the collision with Chandler in midair and released the ball on the way down.

A high bank shot.

It went in again.

He had even nearly drawn a foul from Chandler. His destructive force was incredible.

Charge, charge, charge! Josh Howard turned into a brute right from the opening, trying to tear apart the Knicks' restricted area.

The Mavericks did not know that they should have been champions last year.

But they knew their roster was not bad and their overall strength was solid. They had a chance to defeat the Knicks tonight.

On the defensive end, the Mavericks continued to target the Knicks. They also knew that Su Yan would not be too serious at the start of the game.

This was an opportunity.

They had to seize it, quickly widen the score difference, and build a sufficient lead.

George once again lurked in the corner and once again got a three-point opportunity.

He was shooting again?!

George trusted his touch.

If he did not even dare to shoot an open three, how could he become one of the league's elite "3D Players"?!

George fired decisively again.

No problem.

Unfortunately... he bricked it again.

Rebound?!

Nowitzki secured it.

"Damn it!"

George frowned and cursed.

He also realized that his touch was off at the start and that he could not keep chucking like this. That would waste the team's opportunities.

On the next possession, when Su Yan and Curry drew the defense again and created an opportunity for George, he no longer hesitated.

"Whoosh!"

He charged in at full speed. Like Josh Howard, he drove for a layup like he was carrying a bomb, absorbing contact before putting it up.

"Beep beep!"

The whistle blew.

George failed to convert the