Hawks' Hope!

The Hawks' Hope! Swish!

In. In. In.

Ignoring Tony Allen's in-your-face block attempt, McGrady once again knocked down a smooth, effortless pull-up jumper.

Too cool.

"Holy shit! McGrady's been way too hot tonight!"

Even as his teammate, Jeff Teague could not help but marvel at McGrady's form.

No one doubted how great McGrady had once been.

But everyone also knew what level McGrady was at now.

He was a bench player, not even one of the better shooting guards off the bench.

A major reason he could remain on the court was the immense popularity he had built up in the past.

The Hawks had signed him precisely because they hoped his popularity would bring in more ticket sales and make the team more money.

That was how a business league worked.

But McGrady had exploded too fiercely tonight, played too well, and completely stunned his teammates.

"Fantastic!"

Joe Johnson laughed excitedly. "Honestly, I have no idea why McGrady is having such an insane breakout.

His current body shouldn't support such an astonishing performance.

But he did it. Maybe that's the charm of basketball.

And if we want to beat the Knicks tonight, if we want to take down this powerful two-time champion team, McGrady's breakout is extremely important!"

He had played terribly under Su Yan's defense and barely even had chances to attack.

His teammates needed to step up.

McGrady had erupted at exactly the right time.

At that moment, he became the Hawks' hope.

And McGrady truly delivered. Once the entire Knicks team realized he was erupting and unleashing terrifying offensive firepower, they ramped up the defensive intensity on him.

McGrady's touch remained scorching hot.

With George and Tony Allen both defending him, he rose up for another unreasonable pull-up jumper.

The difficulty of that shot was astonishing.