New York Headquarters.
Xiao Hua's face flushed slightly when he saw that expression, and he felt somewhat excited.
This was the first time since the Playoffs began that he had seen the Pelicans suffer.
Tang Tian's desire to attack had been low because of Fagan's death, while the Trail Blazers were in heroic form.
Never mind whether the Pelicans could ultimately win the championship; as long as they could break the possibility of the Pelicans winning the Playoffs with a 16-0 record, he would have something to tell those Betting websites!
He immediately called Sok and had him communicate with the referees.
"Tang, how are you feeling?"
During the quarter break timeout, Stevens declined the on-site reporter's interview and pulled Tang Tian aside for a private chat.
"No problem."
Tang Tian nodded calmly.
After the first quarter, it was clear that the Trail Blazers were in excellent form.
That was only natural.
They had just played a Game 7 against the Rockets and won. Both their form and morale were at their peak.
Even if he had started firing in the first quarter, at most he could have tied the score or taken a lead of a few points.
"Then play more later."
Stevens continued.
Tang Tian nodded again.
It was like using Tai Chi to redirect force. The Trail Blazers had spent all their energy in one burst during the first quarter, and their strength would definitely fade in the second.
If he made his move then, the situation would be different.
That was also why he had not proactively asked Stevens for more shot attempts in the first quarter.
When the second quarter began, both teams had their starters playing alongside reserves.
McCollum and Anthony led the Trail Blazers, while Davis led the Pelicans.
It was during this