"32 points in a single quarter! Tang is back!"
"Tang's shooting touch has returned. The Pelicans suddenly have someone who can average 30, 40, or even 50 points! It doesn't even matter whether Jokic can play anymore!"
"I boldly predict that the Pelicans will successfully defend their title!"
"What neither the Heat nor the Warriors managed to do will now be accomplished by the Pelicans—the first back-to-back champions since the Spurs!"
"I think it'll be more than a repeat. If they keep this roster together, they could very well build a dynasty next season! Another dynasty team after the Lakers!"
"What's scary is that they can basically keep the whole roster intact next season!"
"Say no more. Pelicans Championship!"
By the time the game ended, fans on the call-in shows had already begun declaring a Pelicans Championship in advance.
The Finals situation truly changed by the minute. Last game, it had been Cavaliers Championship; this game, it was already Pelicans Championship.
But the deciding factor behind both shifts in momentum had been Tang Tian's injury.
Now that Tang Tian had mostly recovered, if the Cavaliers could not come up with some surprise tactics in the games ahead, their chances of winning the championship would be very slim.
After the game, both sides held their postgame press conferences.
The atmosphere at the Pelicans' press conference was relaxed.
Tang Tian's restored shooting touch had made the Pelicans' prospects look exceptionally bright.
"Do you think the team can ride this momentum and successfully defend its title?"
A reporter asked Tang Tian a very direct question.
"I believe we can do it."
Tang Tian gave an equally direct and positive answer.
The reporters below stirred. Tang Tian's confidence had exploded after regaining his shooting touch. He was even giving himself Poison Milk!
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