The NBA's Twilight Star System

Chapter 49: The Year I Put My Hands in My Pockets



The Heat started the game with a powerful dunk, igniting their home crowd. The arena roared with excitement, and the Miami fans were on their feet, cheering loudly.

The Cavaliers' turn to attack. LeBron took control of the ball, determined to silence the crowd and regain momentum for his team.

LeBron faced off against Luol Deng, calling Kevin Love for a pick-and-roll. Using the screen, LeBron accelerated toward the rim.

Deng, caught on the screen, failed to keep up. LeBron was just a step away from scoring, either with a layup or a signature dunk.

But Hassan Whiteside quickly dropped back, raising his hands to challenge LeBron.

Though Whiteside's defensive instincts were solid, he wasn't quite at the level to block LeBron yet. However, his presence was enough to disrupt the layup.

Clank!

LeBron's shot missed.

Whiteside grabbed the rebound and immediately passed to Dwyane Wade, who wasted no time accelerating up the court, hoping to catch the Cavs off guard.

But Cleveland was quick to retreat on defense. Jay Sun stuck close to Wade, giving him no breathing room.

Wade, having already experienced Jay's improved defense in the previous possession, knew better than to force a direct confrontation.

He called for a screen from Udonis Haslem and used it to drive toward the basket.

Jay swiftly maneuvered around the screen, continuing to shadow Wade's every move.

Wade glanced back, impressed by Jay's tenacity.

"This kid's got some serious defensive chops," Wade thought. "LeBron really got lucky with this one."

Despite Jay's tight defense, it was nearly impossible to shut Wade down entirely.

Wade weaved his way into the paint, executing a quick European step. His speed and timing caught Jay slightly off guard, creating just enough space for Wade to finish with a smooth layup.

Jay wasn't frustrated by being scored on. "Superstars like Wade will always find ways to score. My job is to limit him."

For the rest of the first quarter, both teams exchanged blows. The game was evenly matched, with each side responding to the other's moves.

Jay focused his energy on locking down Wade, resulting in limited offensive contributions. He attempted two three-pointers, making both.

Tyronn Lue trusted Jay's defense, assigning him the difficult task of shadowing Wade for the entire quarter.

At the end of the first quarter, the Heat led 27-22.

Cleveland's five-point deficit wasn't due to Jay's defense — the real issue lay with Irving's inability to contain Dragic.

Second Quarter

With Irving resting on the bench, Jay and Love led the Cavaliers' second unit.

Wade also took a breather, leaving Dragic in charge of the Heat's offense.

Jay smiled. "I couldn't stop Wade, but you? I've got you covered, Dragic."

On the first possession, Jay ran a pick-and-roll with Love. Without hesitation, Jay attacked the rim.

Dragic, surprised by Jay's decisiveness, couldn't keep up.

Jay's quick drive paid off — layup, two points.

As Jay jogged back on defense, he glanced at the Heat's bench. Wade sat there watching, expressionless.

"Feels good to score in front of him," Jay thought with a smirk.

Back on offense, Dragic took his time, calling for a screen.

The pick-and-roll — a timeless, effective strategy.

But Jay wasn't your average defender. With Stockton's influence and his growing experience, Jay had a deep understanding of pick-and-roll situations.

Reading Dragic's intentions, Jay anticipated the drive and quickly slipped past the screen to intercept the ball.

Pickpocket badge activated!

Jay swiped the ball cleanly.

With the steal secured, he bolted down the court.

Taking three giant strides, Jay leapt toward the basket.

Bang!

Jay threw down a low-altitude dunk. It wasn't flashy, but it got the job done.

As he landed, Jay winced.

"That was close. Almost messed that up," he thought.

Jay had no desire to end up on Shaqtin' A Fool.

Still, a dunk was a dunk. Time to strike a pose.

Jay crossed his arms and struck a cool stance, hands in his pockets, head slightly tilted, and a mischievous grin on his face.

As he stood there, one thought crossed his mind:

"That year, I put my hands in my pockets and didn't know what fear was."

Despite the setback, the Heat maintained their composure. They inbounded the ball and advanced it up the court.

Dragic, now more cautious, once again called for a screen.

Jay, fully aware of Dragic's strategy, stayed vigilant.

Though this time Dragic managed to avoid a turnover, the Heat's offense lost its rhythm. Dragic passed to Mario Chalmers, hoping to reset the play.

Chalmers, however, wasn't thrilled.

"You couldn't get past Jay, and now you expect me to take on J.R. Smith?"

Chalmers called for a screen from Haslem and drove toward the basket.

But halfway there, he realized he couldn't shake Smith's defense.

Desperate, Chalmers kicked the ball back out to Haslem, who was open for a mid-range jumper.

Clank!

The shot missed.

Love grabbed the rebound and immediately launched a full-court pass to Jay, who had already sprinted down the floor.

Jay caught the pass in stride and laid the ball in before Dragic could catch up.

"Perfect timing," Jay thought, noticing Dragic three steps behind.

For the rest of the second quarter, Dragic looked like he was stuck in a nightmare.

Jay smothered him on defense and repeatedly beat him on the other end.

By halftime, the Cavaliers had turned things around, leading 51-43 after outscoring the Heat 29-16 in the second quarter.

Third Quarter

Wade and the Heat's starters returned for the second half.

The Cavs countered with LeBron and Irving leading the charge.

However, without Jay on the floor, the Cavaliers struggled to contain Wade.

Meanwhile, Whiteside's presence in the paint made things difficult for both LeBron and Irving.

The Heat kept pace with Cleveland, resulting in a back-and-forth quarter.

At the end of the third, the Cavaliers led by six points, 76-70.

Fourth Quarter

With a six-point lead and a full quarter remaining, Tyronn Lue knew the game was far from secure.

Not taking any chances, he sent the starters back in, deploying the Cavs' five-small lineup.

Everyone knew the drill — the first few minutes of the fourth belonged to Jay.

Jay immediately ran another pick-and-roll with Love, their synergy growing stronger with each game.

Whiteside, hesitant to step out of the paint, gave Jay enough room to work with.

Jay drove in, drawing the defense before kicking it back to Love on the perimeter.

Love caught the pass and drained a three-pointer.

The duo exchanged high-fives.

On the Heat's next possession, Wade found himself facing Jay once more.

But this time, it wasn't just Jay — it was "Closer" Jay.

Wade began with a series of jab steps, testing Jay's defensive stance.

Then, with a burst of speed reminiscent of his younger days, Wade exploded toward the basket.

But just when he thought he had left Jay behind, he looked up to see Jay right in front of him, blocking his path.

Caught off guard, Wade stumbled slightly, unable to stop in time.

Whistle.

The referee blew the whistle.

"Traveling violation. Heat's No. 3."


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