My absurd experiences in North America over the years

In June, the sunshine in Malibu is tempered by the moist sea breeze of the Pacific Ocean, washing away the restlessness of the California inland and leaving only just the right amount of warmth.

In the spacious living room of the villa, the air conditioning is not even needed.

Li Fu sank into the large leather sofa, holding a glass of whiskey with ice in his hand, his eyes fixed on the 100-inch screen directly in front of him.

The NBA Finals have begun, with the Miami Heat and Dallas Mavericks locked in a fateful showdown. The Miami Heat emerged victorious in the first game.

They ended the game in the fourth quarter with their signature one-shot run.

The viewing experience of the game led most fans and commentators to believe that the finals were already a foregone conclusion.

It's currently the second game of the finals on June 3rd, and the live broadcast is showing the fourth quarter of the game.

"The Heat displayed suffocating defensive intensity in the fourth quarter, unleashing a 15-2 run that effectively ended any suspense in the game!"

The commentator's voice was filled with an air of self-assurance and certainty.

Taylor Swift sat next to Li Fu, holding a soft cushion in her arms. She was watching the game with great interest, but after hearing the voices from the commentary booth, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She turned to look at the very calm Li Fu and couldn't help but complain softly, "These commentators are always so arbitrary. The Mavericks players clearly haven't given up yet."

Taylor Swift has never had much athletic talent since childhood, nor has she been particularly enthusiastic about sports competitions. In her eyes, both the Miami Heat and the Dallas Mavericks were just ordinary NBA teams.

Even with the Heat's star-studded roster.

She didn't care who won or lost, but because Li Fu thought the Mavericks would win, it was interpreted by the outside world as him not understanding sports or basketball at all.

Then she'll support the Mavericks.

Li Fu smiled gently, reached out and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head.

"There's nothing we can do, Taylor," his voice was gentle yet firm, "in this league, people are always used to believing in seniority and paper strength, and they are easily misled by the media."

He had become accustomed to criticism from the outside world, and his tone carried a hint of self-deprecation.

Now, as the owner of the Warriors, he's practically become synonymous with not understanding basketball on social media and sports forums, with even his own team's fans joining the chorus of condemnation against him.

Taylor Swift looked up and nuzzled his cheek, her eyes full of tenderness and understanding.

She knew that Li Fu, as the owner of the Warriors, had defied public opinion and traded away Monta Ellis during last year's offseason, making Stephen Curry the permanent head coach.

As a result, Curry got injured, and the team's record plummeted.

He was therefore subjected to much criticism, and a wave of ridicule came his way recently.

Charles Barkley, known for his outspokenness, didn't hold back on the show, saying, "Li Fu is a successful businessman, but he doesn't understand basketball at all. He ruined the Warriors' present and mortgaged the team's future!"

"I've always believed in you," Taylor Swift snuggled against him, watching the game on the screen. "The Mavericks will definitely win."

Li Fu gently stroked her long hair, his gaze returning to the screen, his eyes revealing a profound understanding of everything. "The Mavericks will create a miracle in this game, and Nowitzki will deliver the game-winning shot against the Heat."

Taylor Swift nodded gently, clearly believing in Li Fu deep down.

However, the situation on the court was not optimistic. With 7 minutes and 14 seconds left in the fourth quarter, the Mavericks were down by 15 points. Facing the Heat, who were good at defense, could they catch up by so many points?

She couldn't help but feel worried about this.

However, at this very moment, the situation suddenly changed.

In the next three minutes, Terry scored 6 points with a combination of field goals and free throws, and then Kidd hit a three-pointer after receiving a pass from Nowitzki, instantly narrowing the gap to two goals.

Taylor Swift's mouth dropped open; she hadn't expected the score to catch up so quickly.

The Mavericks' amazing performance continues.

Nowitzki hit an 18-foot mid-range jumper, then scored a layup off a fast break pass from Terry, bringing the Mavericks to a 90-90 tie with one minute remaining.

James went 0-for-4 in the fourth quarter, scoring only two points from free throws.

With 26.7 seconds left in the game, Nowitzki faced Haslem and hit a pull-up three-pointer, giving the Mavericks a 93-90 lead.

The Heat were already panicking, but the Mavericks, focusing their defense on the Big Three, left Chalmers open, and the latter calmly sank a three-pointer from the corner.

The score was tied at 93.

The game has entered its final countdown.

The air inside the American Airlines Arena seemed to freeze.

Taylor Swift also bit her lower lip, staring intently at the screen.

On the big screen, Nowitzki receives the ball at the high post, faces the defense, and makes a signature one-legged fadeaway jump shot.

The basketball traced a perfect parabola in the air.

With a "swish," the basketball swished through the net!

Taylor Swift was still worried because there were 3.6 seconds left, and the Heat had a chance to win the game.

She couldn't help but grip Li Fu's arm tightly.

The Heat's final possession was rushed, and their three-point attempt missed.

The entire living room fell silent for a second, then Taylor Swift jumped up from the sofa and started dancing wildly.

"My God! Li, you really guessed it, it really was a killer move!" She excitedly leaned forward and left countless lip prints on Li Fu's cheeks and forehead.

She seemed even happier than the Mavericks players after winning the game.

Li Fu held her slender waist and let her "act up".

The online chants of "The Heat will win!" temporarily subsided for two days after this victory.

However, the aftershocks of the miracle did not last long.

When the Heat won Game 3 without much effort, public opinion once again sided with Miami.

"The Mavericks are exhausted," Jeff Van Gundy asserted confidently on television. "They're only keeping going thanks to Nowitzki's phenomenal performance. James and Wade won't allow this humiliation to happen a second time."

This view is not only held by the on-site commentators, but is also widely held in public opinion.

Li Fu knew that Game 4 was actually the turning point of the entire Finals, a historic moment in NBA history that he couldn't miss. So he took Taylor Swift and flew directly to Dallas to attend the American Airlines Arena (both the Mavericks' and Heat's home arenas are sponsored by American Airlines).

As the two walked into the stadium side by side, their figures were immediately captured on the big screen.

As the owner of the Warriors, and watching the game alongside some of the hottest superstars of this era, Li Fu and Taylor Swift's appearance naturally attracted a lot of attention.

One commentator joked that Li Fu probably wanted to cheer for the Mavericks on the spot.

Before the game, almost no one had any confidence in the Mavericks, not even Barkley, who believed the Mavericks would win before the Finals.

Because Dirk Nowitzki was playing today with a high fever of 38.5 degrees Celsius.

The situation on the court was also unfavorable for the Mavericks. At the beginning of the fourth quarter, the Heat once again demonstrated their championship pedigree, launching an offensive surge that widened the gap to 9 points.

The live broadcast across the United States was shown on a large screen, which then showed the young couple.

To those with a keen eye, this seems more like an irony.

Taylor Swift was a little nervous. She gripped Li Fu's arm tightly, her nails almost digging into his suit fabric.

She didn't want to see Li Fu lose in front of so many people.

Li Fu grasped her hand in return, gently patted the back of her hand, and reassured her that Xiao Niu would undoubtedly win.

Because someone is about to make a move.

Just as he had predicted, the situation on the field underwent a subtle change.

Nowitzki was still recovering from a severe cold; his face was terribly pale, and every breath he took seemed extremely heavy.

But he was like a tireless, precise machine, relentlessly keeping the score close on both offense and defense.

A mid-range jumper, a crucial defensive rebound, a foul drawn and free throws... all of these factors erased a 9-point deficit.

On the Heat's side, although Wade scored a whopping 32 points, almost giving his all, James, the team's absolute core, completely lost his way at crucial moments.

Throughout the game, the "Little Emperor" made only 3 of 11 shots, scoring just 8 points. In one crucial defensive possession, he even chose to watch his opponent make a layup.

No one knows what he's thinking.

When the final buzzer sounded and the Mavericks tied the game again, the entire American Airlines Arena erupted in cheers.

Taylor Swift stood up excitedly, jumping and cheering, and then hugged Li Fu tightly.

"You're practically a prophet..." she whispered in his ear, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Li Fu smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over the commentators on the sidelines who were dumbfounded and had even forgotten to say their commentary.

Until this moment, whether it was the fans at the scene, the viewers in front of the screen, or those experts and legends who were high above, they finally realized that something really seemed wrong.

The Heat are having problems, while the Mavericks are riding high.

Meanwhile, the Warriors' owner, whom they mocked for "not understanding basketball," stood on the sidelines, watching this historic comeback with an all-knowing gaze.