Death Coil!

Death Grip! Inbound Pass.

Possession remained with the Hawks.

McGrady had the ball again, with 11.5 seconds left on the shot clock—still plenty of time for him to launch another full offensive possession.

Was he going to isolate again?

This time, Teague ran the offense.

Al Horford and Josh Smith set screens for McGrady, helping him shake off Su Yan and find an opportunity to receive the ball through Off-ball Movement before attacking.

It was a good idea.

And the two executed it well.

Su Yan was screened off. McGrady dashed to the left low post, and Teague immediately swung the ball over.

Slap!

He caught it and rose for a mid-range jumper.

But the Hawks' offensive intention in that passing-and-cutting sequence had been far too obvious. George and Chandler both chased over and leapt to contest it.

George had elite athletic gifts, while Chandler possessed the advantage in height and wingspan.

Together, they heavily disrupted McGrady.

Clang!

The basketball hit iron.

Su Yan dropped back under the basket, sprang up, and secured the rebound.

He pushed the fast break coast to coast, his eyes narrowing as he moved.

With a direct, needle-threading long pass, the basketball sliced forward with scalpel-like precision and found Curry, who had raced ahead and settled at the top of the key.

He caught it without pausing.

Drawing his bow and setting his arrow, he fired a Three-point shot.

A hundred paces, dead center.

Nothing but net.

By his third season, Curry's three-point shooting was already immensely reliable.

McGrady was indeed playing brilliantly, but no one could expect him to keep making every shot. That was not something a human being could do.

So...

Once the Hawks realized that, they still handed the offense to McGrady, trusting the explosive Tracy.

On defense, the Hawks kept