"That was a perfectly normal play."
Chris Webber looked at Barkley and spread his hands. "Isn't contact normal in basketball?"
Contact in basketball was indeed nothing unusual.
But if Li Fei's core strength had not been strong enough to hold his ground,
anyone else would probably have been lying on the floor by now.
Seeing this, the referees quickly stepped in and separated Flying Pig, Chris Webber, and the Li Fei, A.C. Green, and Kevin Duckworth who had just rushed over, preventing the conflict from escalating further.
"Chris Webber's defensive move just now was indeed a bit excessive."
Over in China, Zhang Weiping was furious as well. "Webber clearly brought strong personal resentment into that play. He was obviously going after the man, not the ball."
"Barkley's reaction was pretty loyal too. As the veteran leader, he stepped up for Li Fei."
Since the scuffle had grown larger, the referees simply did not hand out any technical fouls and only issued a brief warning.
"Boo..."
The fans at America West Arena showered Webber with furious boos, while Webber waved his arms up and down, challenging the crowd.
That sort of move from Webber would absolutely have earned a technical foul in the future, but in the 1990s, physically provoking the fans was perfectly normal.
Li Fei stepped to the free-throw line and calmly made the first shot, giving him 19 points for the game.
"Free throw good. Li Fei is now just one point away from the first 20-point game of his career, and he did it in less than one half."
The moment Sun Zhengping finished speaking,
the Phoenix fans were celebrating and eagerly anticipating Li Fei's 20th point of the night.
Clang!
A crisp clang rang out as the basketball struck the front of the rim, and his