Champion Creed
Chapter 735 - 735 251 The Arrogant God and the Opponent Begging for Mercy on Their Knees Seeking Monthly Tickets!_3

735: 251: The Arrogant God and the Opponent Begging for Mercy on Their Knees (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)_3 735: 251: The Arrogant God and the Opponent Begging for Mercy on Their Knees (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)_3 All the fans felt satisfied, this bastard finally had his day of reckoning!

“An immortal performance, this might be the greatest solo show in NBA playoff history!

Sprewell had a long quarter, and I bet it felt like ages to him!

Because not only did he fail to guard Roger, but he also didn’t score a single point over him!” Steve Jones yelled.

Sprewell staggered off the court, unable to believe that Roger could pressure him on defense and torment him on offense.

This man, who felt like a somebody after last season’s success, felt his insignificance at this moment.

Team sports have one special aspect, every player gets a chance to catch their breath.

But Sprewell had no such chance; every round, whether on offense or defense, he was tormented by Roger.

As he walked off the court, Spree’s first words stunned Riley.

“Damn, how is it only the first quarter!?” Spree looked at the game clock, feeling as though he had traveled through time.

As Steve Jones had said, time on the court indeed crawled for Sprewell.

He felt he had held on for a long time, even forgetting the time due to the beating he took.

To his shock, it was still only the first quarter.

This meant the trial had just begun.

In the next segment, the Heat narrowed the gap through Jamal Mashburn’s elbow area play.

Bowen’s lack of aggressive defense was not suited to handle a player like Mashburn.

But Roger was pleased to see this scenario.

Typical of a Pat Riley team, very strong will to fight.

But this also meant a lower chance of encountering garbage time.

Very good, perfect.

You all push harder, and I can keep dominating alone.

Three minutes into the second quarter, Pat Riley subbed Sprewell back in.

As the Heat’s second scorer during the regular season, he hadn’t scored at all yet.

He desperately needed to score for the team; he couldn’t allow himself to be humiliated like this any longer.

But as Sprewell came on, Roger was also ready to battle again.

Today, he had targeted Sprewell!

“Hey Latrell, we meet again.”

“Back off, I don’t want to talk to you.

Damn it, what will it take for you to be satisfied?” Sprewell was on the verge of collapse, the overwhelming sense of defeat bringing unprecedented shame and pain.

“I don’t want to talk to you either, but I must correct some of your misperceptions.

No one can say without Shaq, I’m nothing, that’s the ultimate insult to me!

Considering this isn’t the first time you’ve disrespected me, Latrell, I’ve decided to continue the game.

To fully guard you while scoring 50 points, don’t worry, it’s almost over.”

The immense intimidation made Sprewell feel fearful.

When Roger first said he’d guard him while scoring 50 points, Sprewell’s initial reaction was “You talk big!”

But as Roger emphasized the point again, Sprewell thought, “Damn, I’m done for!”

Roger was only 32 points away, and he… he couldn’t stop him at all!

Sprewell was well aware of his limits; indeed, he couldn’t stop Roger because Roger quickly scored again.

Someone who was protected by the system last season finally experienced the wrath of a superstar.

Last season, Sprewell was like a dog on a leash, able to bark at Roger recklessly because he knew he had protection behind him.

But tonight, that leash had broken.

Roger would not miss this chance to teach him a lesson.

This time, Roger got the ball in the low post at the elbow, then leaned in, wanting to play back against Sprewell.

While Allan Houston hesitated, not sure whether to double-team or not, Roger suddenly switched to facing the basket and took a step inside.

Spree immediately backed off, but then Roger backed in again.

Sprewell braced for Roger’s charge, but Roger turned and broke through.

This series of rhythm changes disoriented Sprewell, allowing Roger to penetrate the lane unimpeded and slam dunk over the helping Alonzo Mourning.

Alonzo Mourning is a regular in the dunk reels of various superstars, but there’s no shame in that since it just shows that he is truly active in defending the basket.

It’s better to be dunked on than to be clipped out standing with hands on hips at the defensive end.

Tonight, Mourning also entered Roger’s highlight reel.

Roger had already scored 20 points, and it was just the beginning of the second quarter.

Sprewell stared at the basket, dazed.

What am I even going through?

Roger patted Sprewell on the butt.

“Get moving, I hate playing with dead fish!”

“This is the most brutal destruction in NBA history, Sprewell is being completely destroyed by Roger.

Will Pat Riley switch defenders on Roger?

Who will save him!?”

Unfortunately, Riley had no plans to switch anyone else on Roger.

Aside from Spree, the only player suitable to guard Roger on the Heat was Jamal Mashburn.

But today, Mashburn was an important offensive point for the Heat, and if they wanted to keep up in scoring, they needed Mashburn to play from the elbow.

Plus, Mashburn couldn’t guard Roger either, as it had been proven before.

Roger had scored 50+ and 40+ on Mashburn, and countless times 30+.

Instead of wasting Mashburn’s effort on defense, it was better to focus his energy on offense, at least it would be somewhat helpful for the team.