I Came, I Saw, I Conquered!

The game was in chaos, but Drew was outnumbered. Noah secured the rebound. He paused, Donovan's words echoing in his mind—"Trust your teammates!" Basketball, after all, was a sport of individual heroism. Instantly, all eyes in the St. Louis arena turned to him. "Ronan, are we really going to let them defend like this?" He realized this kid could actually hit shots all game. On the other side of the scorer's table, Stevens asked in a low voice, But an accident happened. Drew got tangled up with Horford in the paint, unable to get to the top of the key to set a screen for Curry! "Ronan, are we really going to run a pick-and-roll? That will give them a chance to double-team Stephen." Opportunity! "Julian!" Zhang Yu shouted when he saw this. Julian Becko had defended as best he could, but he still couldn't stop Horford, who bulldozed past him. Horford quickly protected the ball, his peripheral vision catching Humphrey, who was waiting with his hands up beyond the three-point line. Donovan, who had been waiting by the referee, immediately made a gesture. He clenched his right fist and pounded it heavily on his left hand, giving a wry smile: But Humphrey, who was matched up against Julian Becko, rushed forward with his hands raised, denying Curry a direct shot. Fortunately, he was still a bit far away, and Curry took a step back, creating a sliver of space. Horford nodded gravely, and the others indicated they understood. Donovan took a deep breath: Julian Becko had defended as best he could, but he still couldn't stop Horford, who bulldozed past him. The timeout ended quickly, and both teams returned to the court for the final showdown. He caught the ball and was about to shoot a three-pointer, but Julian Becko's frame was far less sturdy than Drew's. Brewer quickly got through the screen and rushed towards Curry. "Beep—" On the other side of the scorer's table, Stevens asked in a low voice, "Ronan, are we really going to run a pick-and-roll? That will give them a chance to double-team Stephen." He realized this kid could actually hit shots all game. Curry understood and dribbled the ball this way. Brewer was briefly blocked by Julian Becko. The head referee blew his whistle. Florida used their final timeout! Horford quickly protected the ball, his peripheral vision catching Humphrey, who was waiting with his hands up beyond the three-point line. Basketball, after all, was a sport of individual heroism. On the Florida bench, Donovan picked up the tactical board, drawing up plays, his voice urgent: Swish! His expression was relaxed, as if he were practicing his usual three-pointers, not taking a desperate shot in the final moments of an NCAA Sweet Sixteen game, unfazed by the invisible pressure of tens of thousands of people. The basketball arced smoothly, much like Humphrey's role as a role player on the team—simple and unpretentious. "We can only gamble." "Corey, you'll run a pick-and-roll with Al later. Al, you'll roll out. Everyone else keep moving, attract the opponent's defensive attention... Corey, after the pick-and-roll, try to attack the basket. If they collapse inside, pass the ball to Al... Joakim, set a screen for Taurian. Taurian, cut to the basket, try to disrupt their formation... Al, you decide how to play the final possession. Try to pass. If there's no opportunity, attack yourself. Understand?" He caught the ball and was about to shoot a three-pointer, but Julian Becko's frame was far less sturdy than Drew's. Brewer quickly got through the screen and rushed towards Curry. Amidst the cheers of the Florida fans filling the arena, Zhang Yu shouted hoarsely, his voice barely audible above the roar from all sides. "Brad, unfortunately, we gambled wrong." Horford nodded gravely, and the others indicated they understood. Donovan took a deep breath: "Corey, you'll run a pick-and-roll with Al later. Al, you'll roll out. Everyone else keep moving, attract the opponent's defensive attention... Corey, after the pick-and-roll, try to attack the basket. If they collapse inside, pass the ball to Al... Joakim, set a screen for Taurian. Taurian, cut to the basket, try to disrupt their formation... Al, you decide how to play the final possession. Try to pass. If there's no opportunity, attack yourself. Understand?" The two watched as all the players surged into the Bulldogs' half. Horford went to the sideline and took the ball from the referee. The Florida players started to move. Brewer used Noah's screen to come out and received Horford's pass. "Guys, let's give it one last shot. Remember, trust your teammates!" Curry sat on a chair, panting, taking small sips of energy drink, and wiping the sweat from his head with a towel. He nodded firmly. Humphrey received Horford's pass and shot a three-pointer without hesitation! Swish! Amidst the cheers of the Florida fans filling the arena, Zhang Yu shouted hoarsely, his voice barely audible above the roar from all sides. But an accident happened. Drew got tangled up with Horford in the paint, unable to get to the top of the key to set a screen for Curry! The timeout ended quickly, and both teams returned to the court. "Beep—" Curry caught the ball at midcourt and rushed towards the frontcourt. On the other side of the scorer's table, Stevens asked in a low voice, 75:76, Florida had taken the lead with 6 seconds left! Opportunity! His teammates swarmed him, pushing him around, but Humphrey seemed to have done something trivial, just grinning. "Ronan, are we really going to let them defend like this?" He walked over and patted the shoulders of the retreating players one by one, offering encouragement. His teammates swarmed him, pushing him around, but Humphrey seemed to have done something trivial, just grinning. "Julian!" Zhang Yu shouted when he saw this. Zhang Yu took a deep breath: But Humphrey, who was matched up against Julian Becko, rushed forward with his hands raised, denying Curry a direct shot. Fortunately, he was still a bit far away, and Curry took a step back, creating a sliver of space. "Ronan, we still have a chance!" Stevens said. While they were talking, Mike Green had already inbounded the ball. But just as Horford was shouldering Julian Becko into the paint, AJ Graves suddenly abandoned Humphrey to help defend, pressing him from the side. I'd rather be beaten by your role players than give your star a chance. Amidst the cheers of the Florida fans filling the arena, Zhang Yu shouted hoarsely, his voice barely audible above the roar from all sides. Boom! "We can only gamble." Swish! Zhang Yu quickly called their final timeout. Julian Becko had defended as best he could, but he still couldn't stop Horford, who bulldozed past him. "Did you notice? Stephen is out of stamina." Zhang Yu's expression was serious. "If it's one-on-one, he might not be able to get rid of Brewer's defense. The moment a screen is set, there will definitely be a gap, that's our last chance." "Don't be discouraged, we still have a chance. Stephen, can you hang on?" The Florida players started to move. Brewer used Noah's screen to come out and received Horford's pass. But he hadn't expected Humphrey to be a big-hearted player, withstanding such immense pressure to hit this game-winning three-pointer. But an accident happened. Drew got tangled up with Horford in the paint, unable to get to the top of the key to set a screen for Curry! The timeout ended quickly, and both teams returned to the court. "Beep—" Curry caught the ball at midcourt and rushed towards the frontcourt. On the other side of the scorer's table, Stevens asked in a low voice, Horford, after inbounding the ball, immediately went to set a screen for Brewer. Florida was still down by 2 points and had to find a way to score first. While they were talking, Mike Green had already inbounded the ball. Zhang Yu's gaze paused. He saw that Curry was nearing his limit, but now he had no other choice but to rely on Curry: Boom! His teammates swarmed him, pushing him around, but Humphrey seemed to have done something trivial, just grinning. The timeout ended quickly, and both teams returned to the court for the final showdown. Donovan, who had been waiting by the referee, immediately made a gesture. Julian Becko had defended as best he could, but he still couldn't stop Horford, who bulldozed past him. Using Horford's screen, Brewer got a sliver of space and drove into the paint, but Mike Green and Drew had already blocked his path. Curry understood and dribbled the ball this way. Brewer was briefly blocked by Julian Becko. Curry caught the ball at midcourt and rushed towards the frontcourt. At the most crucial moment, Donovan made the same choice as Zhang Yu. The timeout ended quickly, and both teams returned to the court. At the last moment, Florida abandoned their man-to-man defense and opted for a double-team! Brewer had no space to drive and quickly passed the ball back to Horford as Donovan had instructed. "That's right, we still have one last possession!" Zhang Yu nodded heavily. Opportunity! After the ball went in, the entire arena erupted in a sky-blue wave, the cheers of the Florida fans like a tsunami sweeping through the St. Louis arena. But an accident happened. Drew got tangled up with Horford in the paint, unable to get to the top of the key to set a screen for Curry! But he hadn't expected Humphrey to be a big-hearted player, withstanding such immense pressure to hit this game-winning three-pointer. Stevens said: In the previous timeout, he told his players to boldly leave Taurian Green and Humphrey open and double-team Brewer and Horford, gambling that these two couldn't respond. "Don't be discouraged, we still have a chance. Stephen, can you hang on?" The Florida players started to move. Brewer used Noah's screen to come out and received Horford's pass. Horford held the ball high above his head at the top of the arc, observing his teammates' movements. However, the Bulldogs' defense, set up by Zhang Yu, was very tight, giving the Florida players no open shots. But an accident happened. Drew got tangled up with Horford in the paint, unable to get to the top of the key to set a screen for Curry! But he hadn't expected Humphrey to be a big-hearted player, withstanding such immense pressure to hit this game-winning three-pointer. Horford nodded gravely, and the others indicated they understood. Donovan took a deep breath: Zhang Yu took a deep breath: Julian Becko heard this and quickly ran to the top of the arc to set a screen for Curry. I'd rather be beaten by your role players than give your star a chance. The timeout ended quickly, and both teams returned to the court for the final showdown. Basketball, after all, was a sport of individual heroism. Horford, after shouldering Julian Becko into the paint, quickly drove to the basket. Using Horford's screen, Brewer got a sliver of space and drove into the paint, but Mike Green and Drew had already blocked his path. Curry understood and dribbled the ball this way. Brewer was briefly blocked by Julian Becko. Curry caught the ball at midcourt and rushed towards the frontcourt. The entire arena erupted in a sky-blue wave after the ball went in, the cheers of the Florida fans like a tsunami sweeping through the St. Louis arena. But after the ball glided through the air, like all the spectacular shots in history, it fell into the net! "Don't be discouraged, we still have a chance. Stephen, can you hang on?" Julian Becko had defended as best he could, but he still couldn't stop Horford, who bulldozed past him. At the last moment, Florida abandoned their man-to-man defense and opted for a double-team! "We can only gamble." Horford nodded gravely, and the others indicated they understood. Donovan took a deep breath: He walked over and patted the shoulders of the retreating players one by one, offering encouragement. Zhang Yu took a deep breath: But just as Horford was shouldering Julian Becko into the paint, AJ Graves suddenly abandoned Humphrey to help defend, pressing him from the side. His teammates swarmed him, pushing him around, but Humphrey seemed to have done something trivial, just grinning. Zhang Yu quickly called their final timeout. The head referee blew his whistle, and Florida used their final timeout! The basketball arced smoothly, much like Humphrey's role as a role player on the team—simple and unpretentious. Curry sat on a chair, panting, taking small sips of energy drink, and wiping the sweat from his head with a towel. He nodded firmly. Donovan, after witnessing Curry's shooting performance all game, finally wavered. The head referee blew his whistle, and Florida used their final timeout! While they were talking, Mike Green had already inbounded the ball. Horford quickly protected the ball, his peripheral vision catching Humphrey, who was waiting with his hands up beyond the three-point line. But Humphrey, who was matched up against Julian Becko, rushed forward with his hands raised, denying Curry a direct shot. Fortunately, he was still a bit far away, and Curry took a step back, creating a sliver of space. He clenched his right fist and pounded it heavily on his left hand, giving a wry smile: "Julian!" Zhang Yu shouted when he saw this. Horford, after inbounding the ball, immediately went to set a screen for Brewer. Florida was still down by 2 points and had to find a way to score first. I'd rather be beaten by your role players than give your star a chance. Opportunity! Humphrey, who had been silent all game. But after the ball glided through the air, like all the spectacular shots in history, it fell into the net! Humphrey received Horford's pass and shot a three-pointer without hesitation! Curry understood and dribbled the ball this way. Brewer was briefly blocked by Julian Becko. "Corey, you'll run a pick-and-roll with Al later. Al, you'll roll out. Everyone else keep moving, attract the opponent's defensive attention... Corey, after the pick-and-roll, try to attack the basket. If they collapse inside, pass the ball to Al... Joakim, set a screen for Taurian. Taurian, cut to the basket, try to disrupt their formation... Al, you decide how to play the final possession. Try to pass. If there's no opportunity, attack yourself. Understand?" His body paused, and Donovan's words echoed in his mind—"Trust your teammates!" The basketball arced smoothly, much like Humphrey's role as a role player on the team—simple and unpretentious. "Did you notice? Stephen is out of stamina." Zhang Yu's expression was serious. "If it's one-on-one, he might not be able to get rid of Brewer's defense. The moment a screen is set, there will definitely be a gap, that's our last chance." Curry understood and dribbled the ball this way. Brewer was briefly blocked by Julian Becko. "Boss, I understand!" Curry shouted loudly. But an accident happened. Drew got tangled up with Horford in the paint, unable to get to the top of the key to set a screen for Curry! "That's right, we still have one last possession!" Zhang Yu nodded heavily. Horford, after inbounding the ball, immediately went to set a screen for Brewer. Florida was still down by 2 points and had to find a way to score first. Boom! Donovan, after witnessing Curry's shooting performance all game, finally wavered. "Boss, I understand!" Curry shouted loudly. "Boss, I understand!" Curry shouted loudly. "Boss, I understand!" Curry shouted loudly. Boom! Donovan, after witnessing Curry's shooting performance all game, finally wavered.