The Way of Basketball: Never Talk Shit to Him!

Popovich was on the plane to New York, scanning his team of Spurs players to find someone willing to go through hell and high water and eager to stand out.

Su Wan and others also returned to New York the same evening.

As soon as they walked out of Kennedy Airport, they saw excited New Yorkers had already surrounded the entire airport, leaving no room for water to leak through.

With a 2-0 lead and the next two home games in New York, under the current circumstances, they were eagerly anticipating that the team could lift the Championship Trophy on their home court.

"Will we sweep the Spurs, Su God?" hollered a New Yorker at Su Wan, who had very consciously shifted his form of address for Su Wan.

Su Wan glanced at him, "I'll do my best!"

Just a short sentence, and the crowd went wild with excitement.

However, for Su Wan, there was something as important as winning the championship that he needed to do in this round of the finals.

Although Popovich's scheming didn't work due to Battier's betrayal.

But the finals weren't over yet, and that old man was very likely to launch a second plan.

Su Wan always disliked being passive.

In the away game in San Antonio, he couldn't make any drastic moves without anything happening.

Otherwise, it could easily cause some disturbance and put the whole team at a disadvantage.

You should know, even before the first game started, the San Antonio fans were already throwing empty drink cups at him.

Who knows what they'd do if something unexpected happened.

A gentleman doesn't stand beneath a dangerous wall.

But now it was different, back on his turf in New York, it was time to regain the upper hand.

In front of 20,000 people, game three of the finals officially began.

Popovich deployed a new "Suicide Squad" rookie, James Anderson.

He had just entered the League last summer.

He had barely had a chance to play the whole season, which made him full of desire when he got on the court.

When Su Wan saw him come on, he just laughed.

Oh Popovich, Popovich, you really are desperate!

To think you would make it so obvious.

Well, then what's there to say...

Confirming that Popovich had a second "assault plan", Su Wan, who was already never one to hesitate, now hesitated even less.

He began searching for the opportunity to deliver a "fatal blow."

The first quarter soon ended, and the time moved to the second period, 3 minutes and 34 seconds in, the New York Knicks' attack was blocked by Tim Duncan.

Just when the ball was about to be seized by Manu Ginobili, the falling Su Wan slapped the ball away.

The ball flew straight towards the Spurs' bench, clearly out of reach.

But Su Wan incredibly lunged towards the ball, his eyes as if had nothing else within them at that moment.

"That's Su Wan's fighting spirit!"

Barkley shouted, seeing Su Wan's fierce demeanor.

It was at that moment, Su Wan grabbed the ball, but his whole body, as if out of control, crashed towards the front of the Spurs' bench.

Popovich instinctively tried to dodge, but Su Wan's "stagger" was sudden; he had only stepped aside when Su Wan pressed down on him like a mountain.

Popovich fell down straight, his head hitting the bench on the bench.

A "clang" sounded.

The man howled in pain, his face twisted to the extreme.

And, with Su Wan deliberately pressing onto his body, as it hit the floor, there was a dull thud.

Popovich passed out on the spot.

Such a big age, and he falls asleep so quickly.

Su Wan climbed off of him.

With this cushion, he was unharmed.

After getting up and throwing the ball to the referee, as if nothing had happened, he walked towards his own defensive area.

The Spurs players rushed to help Popovich and then realized that he had passed out, touching the back of his head they found a hand full of fresh blood.

"Team doctor, team doctor, we need you here, there's bleeding!"

The Spurs players shouted anxiously.

The team doctor rushed over, and seeing Popovich's condition, he too panicked, and in the process of lifting him onto the stretcher, they accidentally dropped the old man again.

Then they carried him off, wobbling away.

There was chaos among the Spurs, especially with James watching Popovich being carried away on a stretcher, he was at a loss.

He didn't know whether he should carry out his opportunity.

Su Wan waited for the referee to make the final penalty call.

Soon the decision was made:

Popovich's injury was an accident during Su Wan's reception of the ball.

This was no different from a spectator by the court being pushed into the ICU by a player saving the ball, an unavoidable incident.

If anyone were to blame, it was Popovich's failure to get out of the way in time.

The audience naturally erupted into cheers.

Even though the ball possession was ultimately awarded to the Spurs, they had no complaints.

New York fans even wanted to say:

The referee is wise!

The game quickly resumed, and Su Wan, looking at James beside him, who seemed as if he was suffering from athlete's foot, scratching in agitation, said meaningfully, "You wouldn't want to end up like Greg, would you?"

With that single sentence, James instantly froze.

He understood it was a warning from Su Wan.

Even if he still harbored any hope against Su Wan's words, Su Wan's gloomy face indicated that he had been exposed.

Naturaly, James dared not make any rash moves.

The game continued, and soon the Spurs' lack of a head coach became apparent, their offense becoming increasingly disorderly, and the assistant coach clearly lacked Popovich's ability to call timeouts, with both timeouts called inappropriately.