791: Bottomless Pit Link

Hubie Brown had already loosened his tie; the temperature in the arena was simply unbearable!

In the stands behind him, thousands of fans had become slick with sweat. Some male fans had even stripped off their T-shirts and begun shouting shirtless from the seats.

"Damn it, why did this have to happen?" Bill Simmons grumbled as he wiped away sweat.

A minute earlier, they had learned that FedExForum's air-conditioning system had malfunctioned. But the game would not be stopped because of it—the battle between the Grizzlies and the Heat would continue. Everyone could only endure the brutal heat and keep watching.

Had Simmons known he would run into such rotten luck today, he would never have agreed to be a special guest.

Losing air conditioning in an indoor venue packed with nearly twenty thousand people during the height of June summer was practically a trip through hell.

Simmons's shirt was already completely soaked through. As a commentator, merely sitting in this environment made him feel as though he could barely hold on.

Simmons truly could not imagine how the players on both teams were supposed to keep battling on the court.

This game might have been the toughest Finals game in NBA history.

Meanwhile, James, seated in the locker room, was still sweating uncontrollably. The arena's entire air-conditioning system had gone down, which meant the locker room's AC was gone too.

Everyone had received official notice by then, and they all knew what they were about to face.

Continuing to play in 40°C heat, James could already foresee just how grueling the next half would be.

"In the second half, we need to look for more opportunities beyond the three-point line. Heat close to 40°C is no joke. We need to conserve our energy and last until the end. So