Link chased James down for a block.
Every Cavaliers player stood there dumbfounded.
Who was LeBron James? Once he launched a charge, no one could stop him.
During normal practice, whenever James attacked the rim, everyone knew better than to get in his way.
No one wanted to experience being sent flying by a freight truck.
Yet just now, Link had matched James in transition with unbelievable speed and blocked James's dunk from behind.
That man, wearing thick protective gear, seemed to have broken free from gravity as he soared off the floor, somehow rising even higher than James.
Everyone was stunned. Everyone understood why the Heat had lost to the Grizzlies two years in a row.
And this was an injured Link. Just how terrifying had the uninjured Link been before...
James was a freak among ordinary players, but he still was not the biggest freak of them all.
Link's block gave the Grizzlies a chance to break quickly, and Butler leaned into Shumpert before finishing an easy layup.
The Cavaliers' advantage had not even lasted long before it was already crumbling.
James got up from the floor. He had still been too careless.
Even an injured Link absolutely could not be treated like an ordinary person.
If James's dunk had gone in just now, the Cavaliers would surely have been fired up. But Link's block had reversed everything. Now it was the Grizzlies who were energized, ready to bite back at their opponents.
The momentum of a basketball game could change in an instant.
On the Cavaliers' second possession, James gave the ball to Irving.
It was Irving's first time in the Finals, and he was nowhere near as experienced as Conley. He had wanted to fake a few times before driving, but Conley gave him no such