"Though we're exhausted today, we'll adjust as quickly as possible. In tomorrow's game, we'll give it everything we have. We won't let those fans get their way, and we won't disappoint the people who support us."
Finally, Li Fei gave an interview. His expression remained calm, his gaze resolute. There was not the slightest hint of dissatisfaction or complaint—only composure and certainty.
"I already know about what happened last night. My teammates were indeed affected. They're exhausted in both body and mind." Li Fei looked into the camera, his tone calm. "But I want to say that this is only a minor episode on our road to the championship. It won't affect our preparations, nor will it affect our goal."
"I understand fans supporting their own team, but I hope that support can be a little more rational—that they can respect their opponents and respect the sport of basketball."
"As for my teammates, their complaints aren't a sign of weakness. They simply want to express their dissatisfaction and receive the respect and fair treatment they deserve."
"I can tell everyone clearly that tomorrow, we'll get ourselves back into shape, give it our all, focus on every possession, and focus on every offensive and defensive play."
"We won't be disturbed by any outside factors. We have only one goal: win Game 6, claim the championship, and complete the great feat of a three-peat."
Li Fei's words were calm yet powerful. There was no anger and no complaint, yet they displayed absolute confidence and conviction, as well as the composure and responsibility of the team's leader.
After the interview, the Knicks players returned to the hotel to continue adjusting their condition and prepare for the upcoming Game 6.
Though they were still physically and mentally exhausted, though they still could not let