The God-level Steal in Sports Chapter 272

The second game was still held at the Lakers’ home court.

The Cavaliers, as expected, ended up losing again.

“ 112 to 101!”

This time, Zhou Feng still achieved a quadruple-double, while James only managed a near triple-double, with his score a full twenty points lower than Zhou Feng’s.

Tyronn Lue, the Cavaliers’ head coach, wasn’t in high spirits during the post-game interview, looking somewhat downcast.

“Coach Tyronn, what do you have to say about these two consecutive losses?”

Tyronn Lue adjusted his emotions, trying to make his expression appear more normal, forcing a smile.

“The Lakers players played exceptionally well in these two games, clearly outperforming the Cavaliers. This is the main reason for our defeat. However, we won’t be disheartened. For the next two games back in Cleveland, we will definitely leverage our home-court advantage and make a strong comeback. Last year, our team faced an even tougher situation, coming back from a 3- 1 deficit. This year will be no different.”

“But Zhou Feng said he would sweep the Cavaliers. Coach Tyronn, what are your thoughts on that?”

Tyronn Lue burst into laughter and said, “A sweep? That’s impossible. That’s just Zhou Feng’s wishful thinking. In the next two games, he’ll see the true strength of the Cavaliers.”

The reporter seemed about to ask another question, but Tyronn waved his hand.

“That’s enough for today’s interview. I’m very tired and need to go back and rest!”

Watching the departing figure of Tyronn Lue, the Cavaliers’ head coach, looking somewhat desolate, the reporter didn’t press any further.

After two consecutive losses, Tyronn’s pressure was immense, stemming from the Cavaliers’ management, fans, and even his own players, who were beginning to doubt his coaching ability.

Two games, and not a single glimmer of hope for victory, not even a moment of leading the game.

In truth, Coach Tyronn had unspeakable difficulties. He had truly witnessed the Lakers’ power this time, especially Zhou Feng’s individual basketball skill, which was significantly higher than James’. They couldn’t stop Zhou Feng in one-on-one, two-on-one, or even three-on-one situations.

Such strength was beyond what tactics could compensate for.

Strong, truly too strong, ridiculously strong.

The Lakers were the strongest team the Cavaliers had ever encountered in their history. No previous team that reached the Finals could compare, not the Warriors, not the Thunder, and arguably not even the Bulls dynasty of that era.

Zhou Feng’s strength had surpassed even Michael Jordan’s in his prime.

It was clear that there was only one way to defeat such a Zhou Feng: for Zhou Feng himself to have an off-night.

For the next two games, Tyronn would be satisfied if Zhou Feng had just one off-night.

Cleveland, the Cavaliers’ home court, welcomed the third game of the Finals.

The arena was packed with Cavaliers fans, eager to see their team leverage the home-court advantage and secure a victory amidst the cheers of the crowd.

From the moment they stepped onto the court, every Cavaliers player was full of fighting spirit. They held a winning mindset, having excused their previous two losses as being due to the Lakers’ home court. This game, they believed, would surely be a victory.

“King James… King James…”

“Go Cavaliers… Go Cavaliers…”

Throughout the entire arena, this sound reverberated. Every Cavaliers fan was shouting hoarsely, desperately craving a victory.

They were truly looking forward to it.

As soon as the game began, the Cavaliers players played fiercely, almost immediately implementing a full-court press defense.

Whenever Zhou Feng got the ball, at least two Cavaliers players would be by his side.

“Thump… thump… thump…”

Zhou Feng dribbled the ball, still moving with ease and freedom under the defense of two Cavaliers players.

At this moment, James also ran over, attempting to surround Zhou Feng with three players.

“Swish!”

“Thud!”

A bounce pass went to the Lakers’ Larry Nance Jr. With three players defending Zhou Feng, many Lakers players were open.

After receiving the ball, Larry Nance Jr. immediately jumped and shot.

“Swish!”

“Thump!”

The basketball flew into the net.

“Two points!”

James of the Cavaliers was panting heavily, one hand on Irving. He was utterly exhausted; he was needed for offense and also for defense.

Even though James gave his all, it had little effect; he simply couldn’t stop Zhou Feng.

When one or two players came to defend Zhou Feng, he would drive. When three players came, he would pass.

It could be said that Zhou Feng alone required at least three Cavaliers players to defend him to have any effect.

And that was just a tiny effect. If Zhou Feng wanted to drive, let alone three players, even the entire Cavaliers team might not be able to stop him.

The full-court press defense made the Cavaliers players even more fatigued. In contrast, the Lakers players were relaxed and at ease because Zhou Feng’s magical passes always put his teammates in the most comfortable position to receive the ball.

“Slap!”

Another pass, threading the ball through the gaps between the Cavaliers players. The Lakers player received the ball and scored with a layup.

“Unstoppable defense, the passing is too magical!”

“Zhou Feng’s assist ability is definitely number one in the entire league; his court vision to control the whole game is too broad.”

“Playing basketball on the same team as Zhou Feng is truly a blessing.”

NBA players watching the third game couldn’t help but utter the same words.

As the fourth quarter drew to a close, the point difference between the Cavaliers and the Lakers showed no signs of decreasing.

In the final minute, all the Cavaliers’ starters left the court, replaced by bench players. The point difference was still around thirteen points, leaving no hope.

This was the Lakers’ first victory at the Cavaliers’ home court, and their third consecutive win in the Finals.

Cavaliers fans looked up at the final score, “ 108 to 98!”

They were on the verge of tears. They had hoped to win a game at home, but they had failed again.

Even with the home-court advantage, they couldn’t win. They wondered if there was any hope for the next game.