Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 270 At this moment, the Great Wall became tangible.
In the first half, McGrady scored a total of 9 points.

In the third quarter, he scored 14 points in that single quarter.

He scored 23 points, which is less than his season average.

In the stands, someone started it, and Magic fans let out a unified roar, like gorillas pounding their chests, to cheer on McGrady.

With a little over three minutes left in the fourth quarter, the score was 76-81.

The Knicks trailed by 5 points.

With eight minutes left, they're only down by five points, which isn't much, and they might be able to catch up in one go.

The problem is that the Knicks can't stop McGrady right now.

The Magic's tactics revolved entirely around McGrady.

Wallace chased after McGrady, constantly being blocked by cover.

Two Browns, double screen.

McGrady dribbled out with difficulty, and Billups, who was nearby, rushed over to help defend. He was very fast and only gave McGrady a moment's opening.

But for McGrady, that opening was enough.

Stop abruptly, pull it out and throw it away.

It seemed like his body hadn't fully recovered and he was still acting strangely.

But the basketball, as if guided by a laser, plunged headfirst into the hoop.

3 points!
The crowd erupted in cheers, which almost caused the stadium to resonate.

Rivers excitedly raised his arms high, his heart filled with nothing but the desire to shout, "McGrady, save me!"
The score difference is 8 points.

It wasn't over yet. McGrady switched onto Houston's defense, and the continuous physical contact almost forced Houston to stop the ball.

Just then, Sather, who was nearby, suddenly pounced over, spotted the ball, and snatched it from Houston's hand.

Houston hurriedly turned around to retrieve the ball, but Sasser's fighting spirit remained undiminished; he had already dove to the ground and desperately swept the ball away.

McGrady stepped over the two men, picked up the ball, and sprinted away.

Billups quickly retreated on defense, stretching out his arm to try and disrupt McGrady.

McGrady approached the three-point line, did a behind-the-back dribble, pulled to the side, and then just pulled up for the ball.

Despite Billups's defense, he barely jumped, but his powerful core allowed his upper body to remain naturally upright the moment he left the ground, allowing him to release the basketball with unwavering stability.

On the sidelines, Tang Sen felt that Billups was defending to the extreme.

Fearing a foul, he restrained his reach, but didn't lose his position. Because McGrady had a high elbow, his hand almost covered McGrady's face.

Tang Sen believed that at that moment, McGrady definitely couldn't see where the basket was.

He probably just glanced at the basket out of the corner of his eye when he jumped, and then shot the ball entirely based on his strong muscle memory.

This season, McGrady is third in scoring.

He actually has the ability to win the scoring title.

He is now undeniably a superstar.

Even at the All-Star Game, Jordan made a point of hugging him and Kobe, essentially handpicking two successors.

He already possesses the ability to fight against ten thousand men single-handedly.

At this moment, he was unleashing his full power, displaying an aura of unstoppable force.

Everyone has their moments of peak performance, but when a superstar like McGrady has a breakout, it's even more terrifying.

The ball goes in!

McGrady stumbled as he landed, then threw his fist up and roared in anger.

The arena erupted as if it had exploded; the fans were completely in a frenzy.

Rivers roared excitedly, his expression contorted.

At that moment, all he wanted to do was shout, "Our tactics are no match for yours, our substitutes are no match for yours, but that's okay, we have superstars!"
The point difference is now 11 points.

Tang Sen looked helpless and noticed that Carlisle had turned to look at him.

Tang Sen thought to himself that he was useless.

He was indeed trained by himself, but he already had top-notch talent; he just gave him a push from behind.

Carlisle called a timeout; he needed to cool down McGrady's shooting touch.

His expression was solemn.

He felt the tactical arrangements were fine, and they were specifically designed to target McGrady.

But people can still get in, and there's nothing you can do about it.

Given McGrady's current form, we might lose today.

He couldn't help but look at Yao Ming as he walked off the court.

At the same time, the live broadcast camera also focused on Yao Ming.

Far away in New York.

Right outside Madison, several large screens were all showing the game.

The streets were full of Knicks fans.

From the screaming celebrations when they were leading, to the current silence after McGrady hit two consecutive three-pointers.

An 11-point deficit is not insurmountable.

But McGrady's Jordan-esque performance was terrifying and made people despair.

Some fans were already dejected and started to put their heads in their hands, a somber atmosphere pervading the air. Not being able to be there to support their team made many Knicks fans feel even more frustrated and upset.

The camera focused on the Knicks' bench.

Everyone gathered around, but Carlisle kept pulling Yao Ming aside to talk to him.

His tone was intense, and no one knew what he was saying.

Yao Ming just kept nodding.

At this moment, many New York fans silently prayed in their hearts.

Hopefully, someone will step up and save the team.

This season, the Knicks have had too many miracles like this.

And today, we need some miracles too.

The brief timeout ended quickly, Yao Ming took a deep breath, and walked onto the court.

The magician's aura had fully built up.

Even though there wasn't much rotation and everyone was exhausted, their morale was high, and everyone was on high alert, exuding a fierce fighting spirit.

Billups shielded the ball behind him.

Sather's hands kept moving as if he wanted to grab the ball, but he didn't make a move.

But Billups knew that he would seize the opportunity without hesitation.

They were all trained by Tang Sen; they're skilled.

During the timeout, Carlisle repeatedly told one thing: pass the ball to Yao Ming.

Billups saw Yao Ming rushing towards him.

Chandler also started moving towards the inside.

Billups leaned heavily against Sather, seizing the opportunity to launch his attack.

Sather instinctively tried to chase after him, but ended up bumping into Yao Ming.

High pick and roll.

Billups immediately started his run and charged towards the penalty area.

Brown knew that Billups might pass back to the high post, and he also saw Yao Ming moving towards the high post.

But in that instant, it's hard to decide what to do.

In that moment of hesitation, the ball was thrown back. It was Yao Ming again.

Brown immediately pounced on him; he knew Yao Ming was about to shoot a three-pointer.

Yao Ming did not make a move immediately.

Unlike turning and faking out to go fast, when shooting threes from the high post, Tang Sen had told him that if it wasn't a wide-open shot, he could slow down completely.

Give them a chance to fight back, and then make your move.

Anyway, you have the advantage of height.

Yao Ming grabbed the ball with both hands and swung it high, using his elbows to force Brown aside. Then, he casually placed the ball behind his head, barely jumping, just tiptoeing, and then launched the ball out like a catapult.

Brown was aware of the defensive strategy, but he was still powerless against Yao Ming's shooting style.

The basketball fell into the basket with an extremely high arc, as if it had descended from the sky.

The once-boiling stands fell silent for a second.

In just one second, it boiled over again.

Only one in, don't panic, we still have McGrady.

Even at this point, Carlisle still did not choose to double-team McGrady.

The other Magic players weren't just for show either; McGrady's passing ability was also top-notch.

Let Wallace defend; if he can't, then foul him.

When McGrady bypassed PJ Brown's screen, Wallace reached out and grabbed McGrady, feeling it wasn't a foul and the ball was sure to go in.

McGrady stepped to the free-throw line and calmly sank both shots.

He scored 13 points in the third quarter and had already scored 10 points before the fourth quarter was even over.

His score has reached 33 points.

Yao Ming didn't care and kept running forward.

At least they've managed to recover one point.

The Knicks didn't double-team, but the Magic did.

As soon as Yao Ming received the ball, McGrady pounced on him from the wing.

This time, Yao Ming did not pass the ball.

Even if Wallace is in a wide-open position.

He was prepared to play his own game, to display an unstoppable momentum, and to show the Magic that even double-teaming wouldn't work.

With his back to two players, Yao Ming was surrounded near the baseline.

Grab the ball with both hands, flip over, and lean back.

The difficulty is outrageously high.

But the ball went in.

Yao Ming has scored 35 points, completing the task assigned by Carlisle.

But the game hasn't been won yet.

Still McGrady.

He dribbled past Wallace one-on-one, made a very quick change of pace, pulled back and shot.

Wallace adjusted his center of gravity and leaped up to block, not giving an inch.

The same leaning-back move, but this time, it went a little off course, and the basketball bounced off the rim.

Chandler leaped and grabbed the rebound.

The difference remains at 8 points.

The Knicks' offense is the same; it still revolves around Yao Ming.

Houston dribbles past defenders and passes to Yao Ming near the baseline.

After receiving the ball, Yao Ming chose to pull up directly.

Brown defended very well, but at this moment Yao Ming also displayed the same unruly spirit that McGrady had shown before.

It doesn't matter if you cover your face with your hands and can't see the basket; as long as the feeling is right, that's all that matters.

The basketball hit the net.

37 points!
The score difference came to 6 points.

The cheers from the stands, like an engine that has stalled, began to sound less unified.

Rivers, standing on the sidelines, felt a sudden unease creep into his heart and nervously hugged his arms.

McGrady scored again.

A powerful back-to-the-basket move, an extreme fadeaway, so unstoppable it's almost infuriating.

Yao Ming took a deep breath and ran out with his head down.

He felt the heaviness in his legs, but his body was warm and felt good.

High position.

Billups passed the ball to Yao Ming with a hand-off motion.

He leaned his shoulder against Brown's, slightly pushed him aside, and threw the ball.

The whistle sounded at the same time.

Brown leaped up and hit Yao Ming's arm.

He quickly turned his head and just happened to see the basketball fall into the basket.

"Fake."

Brown cursed and yelled, "Yao, are you crazy!"

How could he say anything when he could score such a goal?

The stands were deathly silent once again.

The Knicks' bench was absolutely in an uproar.

Carlyle raised his arms high, as proudly as the Statue of Liberty.

The free throw was made, and the score difference was only 4 points.

Yao Ming's score has reached 41 points.

Tang Sen glanced quickly at the timer.

With 4 minutes left and a 4-point deficit, it's nothing.

Moreover, by this time, the Knicks' momentum had already picked up.

Yao Ming's playing style was so satisfying; he made every shot, and double-teaming him was useless.

The various magical balls, like the ultimate boss, forcefully suppressed the magic's momentum.

The Knicks, riding high on momentum, forced the Magic into turnovers.

And then it was Yao Ming again.

He receives the ball in the waist position and, without waiting for a double team, immediately turns and shoots.

Still going in.

The score difference is 2 points.

Rivers frantically called a timeout.

Meanwhile, far away in New York, outside Madison Square Garden, all the New York fans were already in a frenzy.

When they felt despair and hoped for a miracle, a miracle happened.

At this moment, the Great Wall seemed to be embodied in Yao Ming.

Tall and imposing, with an unyielding and invincible presence, as long as he stands on the field, he can firmly keep the enemy out and bring you hope of victory.

(End of this chapter)