LeBron James running away? He's going all in on Curry.

Chapter 9: Not even as good as Pippen?

The final whistle had just fallen when the relentless boos of 20,000 fans still echoed beneath the dome of Quicken Loans Arena.

On the sidelines, despite suffering a 53-point home rout, the Cavaliers' bench players were arm in arm, celebrating their impending $50,000 as if they had won a Game 7.

Amidst this absurd sea of ​​joy, LeBron James, his face ashen, ripped off his headband and slammed it hard onto the floor.

He didn't even bother with the symbolic post-match handshake, pushing aside the sideline reporters who tried to interview him, and plunged into the players' tunnel without looking back.

"LeBron! LeBron! Do you have anything to say about only scoring 12 points tonight?!"

The reporters behind him were still loudly asking questions, but James walked faster and faster, his back revealing an undisguised embarrassment and anger, and rushed straight towards the away team's locker room.

Half an hour later, in the post-match press conference room.

Because James left the game early, Dwyane Wade and Chris Bosh, who had dominated the night, represented the Heat at the press conference.

Faced with sharp questions from reporters about whether James had lost his way in the game's tactics, Wade frowned and decisively shielded his good friend behind him.

"This was just a regular season game, and we won by 53 points, that's the point."

Wade adjusted the microphone, his tone serious, "The Cavaliers' defensive strategy was utterly baffling. They were practically using four or even five players to double-team LeBron. LeBron made a great sacrifice; he drew all the defensive attention, giving Chris and me endless open looks."

Bosh nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right, LeBron made the best basketball decisions on the court. As long as we win, stats don't matter. We're a selfless team."

The Heat's two stars' attempts to explain themselves were clearly an attempt to salvage their reputation.

However, when the broadcast camera switched to the home team's press conference room next door, the whole atmosphere changed drastically.

Su Yang sat on the podium with his legs crossed, facing the group of media below who were ready to mock him for his 53-point defeat. His face showed no sign of defeat, but rather a mocking expression.

"Mr. Su, the Cavaliers suffered one of the most humiliating defeats in franchise history tonight. Your team couldn't even organize the most basic offense. Are you satisfied with tonight's result?" a Miami reporter asked provocatively.

"Satisfied? Of course I'm satisfied, I couldn't be more satisfied."

"This crushing defeat of over fifty points was absolutely worth it. It proved to the world what I said before—without that kind of all-encompassing, ball-dominant player, their individual scoring ability is really just so-so."

"But he drew double teams and helped the Heat win the game!" the reporter countered.

"Was he trying to draw a double team? He couldn't drive in, and he couldn't make the shot!"

Su Yang ruthlessly tore apart the Heat's public relations rhetoric, saying, "His own abilities aren't that great, but his ability to ride on someone else's coattails is truly top-tier in history. Now I finally understand why he went to such lengths to go to Miami."

"Look at the Heat tonight. Dwyane Wade is playing like Michael Jordan, and Chris Bosh is like Kevin Garnett reincarnated in the paint. With two teammates this strong, they could win by 50 points even if a pig were on the court."

"And what about LeBron? He was supposed to be the one to support Jordan, but he couldn't even do Scottie Pippen well!"

"Even when Pippen was invisible on offense, he was still a historic perimeter defensive anchor! But what about your Kings? They were defensively indefensive the whole game, watching their teammates charge forward while they comfortably coasted behind, racking up stats! Is this the superstar you're praising? It's laughable!"

......

Su Yang's statement that he was "not even as good as Pippen" completely ignited the sports media across the United States!

That evening, an unprecedented war of public opinion erupted on the internet.

LeBron's PR team and Nike Capital immediately stepped in, and major sports media outlets began criticizing Su Yang and the Cavaliers almost simultaneously.

"Using personal grudges! The Cleveland Cavaliers are ruining the sport of basketball!"

"A game with absolutely no scruples! Su Yang actually issued a private bounty to target LeBron James—this is a thuggish act devoid of any sportsmanship!"

"The Cavaliers should be severely punished by the league! They turned an NBA regular season game into a dirty wrestling ring!"

Countless pundits lamented on television, portraying the Cavaliers as a group of unethical thugs, attempting to deflect attention from LeBron's embarrassing 12-point performance with "moral blackmail."

However, in this era of advanced internet, the voices of the opponents are equally deafening.

Fans from various teams who had long been unhappy with the Heat's Big Three, as well as neutral observers, launched a furious counterattack on various forums.

"This is hilarious! They won by 53 points and still complain about being targeted?"

"Was Su Yang wrong? The Cavaliers practically had Wade open on their sleeves, yet James couldn't even sink a mid-range jumper while double-teamed!"

"What happened to the promise of scoring 60 points? What happened to the promise of nailing Cleveland to the pillory of shame? In the end, you almost got shut out completely by a minimum-salary player!"

"From now on, stop calling him 'Little Emperor,' call him 'Le Pippen,' oh wait, Pippen has six rings, he's not worthy!"

The internet was flooded with mockery. Countless GIFs of James being slapped to the floor by Pachulia and him desperately passing the ball to Battier were turned into memes and spread like wildfire.

……

Miami, on the team's chartered plane flying back to the South Coast.

LeBron James sat in a luxurious chair, staring intently at his phone screen.

Looking at the hashtag trending at number one on Twitter—#LeBronIsNotEvenAsGoodAsPippen#—his hands trembled slightly with anger.

Su Yang's words struck at his most vulnerable spot.

Even if he won by 53 points, so what? The whole world is talking about his pitiful 12 points, about how he was humiliated by a group of rough, low-salary players, and about how he was relying on Wade and Bosh to "ride the coattails" of others!

"Su Yang... Cleveland... you just wait!"

James gritted his teeth and growled, took a deep breath, opened his main Twitter account, heavily tapped a line of text on the screen with two fingers, and clicked send.

Two minutes later, all basketball media outlets across the United States received this special push notification from "King James" himself.

This clownish farce needs to end. Next game back at the Cavaliers' home court, I'll score 82 points!!!

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