8–0. It was a perfect start that even Budenholzer himself had not expected.
Middleton's decisive three-pointer had unleashed Antetokounmpo like a beast breaking free of its shackles.
Budenholzer, who had nearly fallen into despair, saw hope of victory once more. As long as the Bucks could win at the Bradley Center today and make it 1–2, they would still have room to maneuver!
As long as it was not 0–3, anything was possible.
Yeah, they had lost the first two games so frustratingly. Today, it was finally time for the Bucks to have a good meal.
They could not possibly keep missing threes every single day!
On the court, Antetokounmpo shot Link a vicious glare before quickly organizing his teammates to get back on defense.
Watching Antetokounmpo's back, Link could feel the man's desire overflowing from him.
He could sense Antetokounmpo's burning ambition to reach the pinnacle of the league.
Because many years ago, Link himself had been the same way.
For a championship, they could disregard anyone, even their former idols.
Although Antetokounmpo was always talking big, Link did not truly hate him.
At the very least, compared to Green and Durant, Link had not completely placed Antetokounmpo on the opposite side from himself.
He understood Antetokounmpo's thoughts and his longing.
That young man merely wanted to carve out a place for himself in this brutal league.
It was just that...
After handing the basketball to Jokic, who had come over to inbound it, Link clenched his fist.
It was just that Antetokounmpo had chosen the wrong time.
This year, Link would not hand over the championship no matter what.
Most teams that had won three straight championships lost the fighting spirit to keep competing for another title.
But the Grizzlies were different. Compared to the Grizzlies during their