At this point, Stevens did more than just nod. He could not help laughing as he turned to look at Tang Tian in the stands.
Ever since becoming an owner, Tang Tian's verbal jutsu had become downright invincible.
Tonight, Durant had not only driven decisively, but even passed the ball at just the right moments. It was as if he had become a different person.
With Durant playing like this, Stevens was even confident they could defeat the Spurs in the next game.
Sensing the gaze, Tang Tian looked back at Stevens as if they shared the same thought. He smiled faintly, hiding his achievements and fame.
Of course, verbal jutsu only worked on the right person. Durant was his longtime rival, and Tang Tian knew him inside out. Every jab hit its mark.
Durant had rediscovered his game, but the biggest beneficiary was not Durant himself. It was Davis.
Davis already held a major advantage in his interior matchup. Once Durant forced the Rockets into sending help defense, Davis seemed to be everywhere.
By halftime, Davis had exploded for a Game High 22 points.
Combined with Durant's 13 points and 5 assists, the Pelicans led the Rockets 62-47 at halftime, a full 15-point advantage.
The fans' spirits came roaring back.
"They say three cobblers can match Zhuge Liang. Davis and Durant together can match one Tang Tian!"
"This is the Durant we wanted! His offense and playmaking are connecting perfectly. He has some of Tang Tian's old flair!"
"AD has really gotten bigger and so much stronger. Capela looks like a little brother standing in front of him!"
"Haha, Little Handsome and AD—two cups of poison, you have to pick one. But no matter which one you choose, you're dead!"
The fans on the hotline returned to their