"This season wasn't one where the Lakers stood alone at the top!" At the commentary desk, Barkley and Kenny Smith were immensely excited.
Finally!
The Lakers had steamrolled the league for nearly two months!
This game proved that the Lakers were not invincible!
At last, a team had managed to suppress the Lakers tactically!
The Lakers had been countered.
If they could not break free in the second half, the Heat would likely win this game and end the Lakers' 25-game winning streak.
The Miami fans by the court had begun singing and dancing as well!
Anyone who had played Grand Theft Auto knew that Miami was a stronghold for Mexican Americans. Whenever these fans got excited, they sang and danced.
Of course, Miami fans were also famously soft when their team was losing.
Often, before the game had even ended, Miami fans whose team was behind would turn around and leave.
"What do we do?" Mustache Mike D'Antoni looked calm, but the sweat beading on his forehead revealed his anxiety.
The run-and-gun offense lacked Yao Ming's pick-and-roll wall!
On defense, Nash was being relentlessly targeted by Eddie Jones and Wade!
The gap was slowly widening, yet D'Antoni could not think of any adjustment at all.
"Timeout!" Kobe grabbed Eddie Jones's rebound and could not help calling a timeout.
Lakers 71:79 Heat!
The Lakers had played an absolute mess in the second half!
Chaos!
If Harris had been here, he would have called a timeout and adjusted long ago. But D'Antoni had shown no reaction for so long that Kobe had no choice but to call the timeout himself.
Mustache Mike D'Antoni was still far too poor at in-game adjustments!
"Bruce, get in! Can you handle the aging Malone?" Kobe once again grabbed the tactics board.
D'Antoni, who had seen