Five days was neither short nor long.
In the blink of an eye, June 1 arrived, and the NBA Finals officially tipped off in New Orleans.
Although they had rested for five days, the fans' enthusiasm had not faded. If anything, it had reached unprecedented heights.
Good food was worth waiting for. No one wanted to miss a clash of titans like this.
Unlike during the Regular Season, the Cavaliers' practices remained open to the public this time, but they declined all interviews after practice.
It was clear that both the Cavaliers' management and Lue were a little afraid of Whiteside's mindless pregame remarks.
That was a good thing, too.
Not everyone liked pregame trash talk. After the thrilling Game 6 of the Western Conference Finals, fans were also looking forward to an even more exciting showdown in the Finals.
Before the game, players from both teams were making their final preparations in the locker rooms.
"Tang, is your shoulder all right?"
Davis asked Tang Tian. Tang Tian was receiving pregame icing with the help of the team doctor.
Green's pull had injured Tang Tian badly, but fortunately, his earlier MRI scan had come back negative. There was no structural damage, only a mild ligament strain.
Even so, for an ordinary person, this was the kind of injury that required at least two to three weeks off.
Tang Tian had only rested for five days.
If he had not played through injury during the middle of the season and received clearance from the team doctor, the Pelicans would not have let him play even in the Finals.
"I'm fine. Didn't the team doctor already examine me?"
Tang Tian said with a smile. He was grateful now that he had exchanged for Court Fighter. Compared with when he had first been