"Jet" Soars!

Su Yan and Curry, the two elite shooters, only needed to exert themselves a little for the situation to become unfavorable for the Mavericks.

At the crucial moment...

Su Yan loved kicking them while they were down.

He immediately added another Logo three-pointer from the Logo Area, stretching the score difference to nine points and closing in on double digits.

The Mavericks' firepower couldn't keep up.

Their primary scoring option, Nowitzki, could no longer sit back and do nothing—but could he score just because he wanted to?!

Had he asked Su Yan for permission?!

Thud!

God Yan stepped forward and picked up Nowitzki one-on-one.

As long as he contained Nowitzki tonight, even if he attacked a little less, winning the game would be a sure thing.

Nowitzki wasn't stupid either.

Over the past two seasons, he had suffered plenty under Su Yan's defense. He knew just how formidable Su Yan was on that end of the floor.

If he couldn't attack him...

Then he would decisively avoid the matchup.

Knowing you were outmatched yet still insisting on fighting to the death?

That was something only idiots did.

With Kidd and Josh Howard setting screens, Nowitzki forcibly shook off Su Yan to attack George instead.

Though he wasn't facing Su Yan.

Nowitzki's offensive intentions were far too obvious. Not only could George rotate over immediately, but he was also in excellent defensive position.

He couldn't shut him down completely.

But he could still give him plenty of interference.

Swish!

Clang!

Some of Nowitzki's One-legged shots went in, while others were stopped by George.

As a result, Nowitzki's offensive efficiency wasn't particularly good.

Meanwhile, Su Yan and Curry kept knocking down threes from beyond the arc, while George continued attacking the rim and drawing fouls.

The New York Three were turning it