"Wow!"
"Good lord!"
"Another one of those sudden, deep threes, and it actually goes in. Blake Su... Blake Su's three-point shooting is just insane!"
Inside the broadcast studio.
Mike Breen's eyes widened as he shouted in excitement.
"Haha!"
Jeff was just as stunned by Blake Su's logo three, then laughed. "That's just the kind of player Blake Su is.
He always delivers offense with even more presence than his opponent.
Whenever the other team builds momentum, he answers with an even bigger shot to crush it.
And most importantly, he always pulls it off.
A logo three from a center. Blake Su is incredible. A truly era-defining dominant center."
The two commentators couldn't stop praising him.
The arena roared nonstop. Whether Blake Su was good at hyping up a party was unknown, but on the court, he absolutely was.
"Blake Su~~~"
Mia Quinn was jumping up and down in excitement. Watching him live for the first time, she was completely immersed in his dominance and commanding presence.
"A shooting center. He really lives up to the name."
Anthony stared at Blake Su, a trace of seriousness flashing in his eyes.
The Suns led by three. Nuggets ball.
Anthony brought it up, called for a screen, then deliberately switched onto Blake Su.
He knew clearly.
To suppress the Suns' momentum, he had to cut it off at the source. He had to stop Blake Su.
"Whoosh!"
Dropping his center of gravity, Anthony exploded forward, driving hard at Blake Su. Against a normal center, one step would have been enough to blow by.
But this was Blake Su.
Just as Anthony created a sliver of separation, Blake Su immediately recovered and sealed off his driving lane.
"So fast!"
Anthony pulled the ball back after the failed drive. But with his complete offensive arsenal, he wasn't about to give up.
With a half spin, he turned his back and went into a post-up.
"Thump!"
He powered in with his back, crashing into Blake Su. The force immediately pushed Blake Su back a step.
Even at 215 centimeters, Blake Su still lacked in raw strength.
Facing a top-tier small forward like "Melo," with elite physical tools, the physical battle was still tough for him.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Another strong bump from Anthony forced Blake Su back again.
"Whoosh!"
Anthony seized the moment and turned for a fadeaway jumper.
"Thud!"
Blake Su planted and sprang up to contest. Even while being pushed back, his elite vertical and long reach still managed to affect the shot.
But.
"Swish!"
Anthony, who had been on fire lately, still knocked it down over the defense.
"It's still tough to guard Anthony at this stage."
"Blake Su did everything right, but Anthony is just too hot."
Possession changed.
Curry brought the ball up, used a screen from Blake Su, and took a three, but missed. Carter grabbed the rebound and kicked it out to Blake Su.
"Step!"
Anthony closed out immediately.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Blake Su dribbled between his legs to find rhythm, then suddenly burst from the left wing, taking a long stride forward. As Anthony followed, Blake Su stopped on a dime.
He stepped back to the left.
That quick shift created clear separation. Blake Su gathered and pulled up.
"Swish!"
It dropped.
Anthony came back down, again trying to beat Blake Su with speed and handles, but failed once more. That made one thing clear to him.
He needed to use strength first.
Create space with contact, then score.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Without hesitation, Anthony backed him down again. After creating space, he rose for a smooth jumper.
But this time, under Blake Su's contest.
"Clang!"
It missed.
However, Nene grabbed the rebound and kicked it to a cutting Anthony, who adjusted mid-air and finished with a hanging layup.
On the other end, Blake Su faced Anthony again. Seeing Anthony ready to play physical defense, Blake Su used slick ball-handling to create space.
"Whoosh!"
A behind-the-back move, a burst of speed, and he blew past him into the paint. Facing Nene and Martin collapsing on him, he twisted through the defense.
"Swish!"
A hanging reverse layup off the glass.
Anthony used strength to score. Blake Su countered with speed, height, and elite ball control to create space and finish.
Head-to-head, neither backed down.
But Blake Su, with both [Anthony Peak Mid-Range] and [Peak Curry Three-Point Shot], had the higher efficiency.
So much so that.
With just 1 minute and 13 seconds left in the fourth, the Suns led by four. It was clear that in this duel between Blake Su and Anthony, Blake Su had the edge.
"Beep!"
The Nuggets called timeout.
"Blake Su is nearly unstoppable on offense. Even Anthony can't do much against him. Defensively, he's just as impressive. With that kind of athleticism, plus his height and wingspan, it's no surprise."
Inside the broadcast studio, Mike Breen analyzed, "At the same time, Anthony has countless ways to score, and he's identified Blake Su's weakness in strength.
By repeatedly using physical play, he's still getting his points.
But Blake Su is more efficient and has his team up four. With 1 minute and 13 seconds left, let's see how the Nuggets respond."
As he spoke.
On the court.
"Out of the timeout, the Nuggets sub out Afflalo and bring in the red-hot JR. Billups has it at the top, drives, and kicks it out.
To who?
Not Anthony. It's the 'streaky scorer' JR. Off a screen, he pulls up from three. Clean release, clean make. JR hits another three.
Whoa...
That gives JR 26 points tonight, second only to Anthony's 47."
"The three cuts it to one point, with 59.4 seconds left. Suns ball. Blake Su brings it up, Anthony closes out.
Martin is lurking on the wing.
Blake Su shows no fear, accelerates, and draws a double team from Martin. Blake Su jumps and fires a pass to Carter in the left corner.
Carter for three?
No. Frye grabs the rebound and kicks it back out to Blake Su. Another three. Still no good. Nene secures the rebound and outlets to Anthony.
He's pushing!
Drive or pull-up?
Pull-up three. Anthony launches over Nash without hesitation. If it goes, he hits 50 again.
It misses!
Rebound?
Nene comes up big again and finds Anthony at the left wing. Another three? Blake Su rotates over, and Anthony swings it to JR on the right.
They both cut toward the middle, calling for it.
But... JR doesn't pass.
JR drives straight to the rim, takes off for a layup against Frye and Carter's outstretched arms.
Wow!
JR Smith spins 360 degrees in mid-air, evades both defenders, and banks it in.
Unbelievable.
What a ridiculous finish. The 'streaky scorer' JR Smith just pulled off an incredible layup.
And because of that play...
The Nuggets take a 1-point lead.
And the Suns have only 8.6 seconds left.
This is the moment that decides the game.