call out.
As soon as Andrew Wiggins' first free throw ended, Timberwolves coach Norman Thomas called a timeout.
Players from both teams returned to their respective team benches.
"Guys, come here quickly... We don't have much time left! There are only 19 seconds left. If we let them attack, we will probably lose the game..."
Coach Norman called the players together.
He picked up the tactical board and laid out last-minute tactics.
"Andrew, you don't have to make the second free throw later...Dwight, after Andrew throws the basketball, you and Adrian must pay attention to controlling the rebound under the basket..." ..”
"As long as we get the rebound, we will put the ball in Zhao's hands..."
"If the rebound is taken away by the opponent, then we quickly adopt foul tactics, send their people to the free throw line, and then fight for the rebound and start the offense again..."
Soon, the timeout ended and players from both sides returned to the court.
The Rockets obviously have a new tactical arrangement, so James Harden and his group were discussing something while walking.
Wiggins once again stood at the free throw line.
With all the fans watching, the referee threw the ball into Wiggins' hands.
boom.
boom.
Wiggins habitually took two dribbles and then threw the ball out with the entire audience watching.
Snapped.
The basketball he threw bounced off the rim.
This move did not surprise the Rockets. The moment Wiggins threw the basketball, the Rockets were already ready.
Clint fought hard to get past Howard and rushed forward to fight for the rebound.
However, Howard refused to give in at all. Due to the physical collision between the two, they failed to get the basketball.
The basketball also bounced back into Wiggins' hands. After getting the ball, he planned to transfer the ball away. Unexpectedly, he glanced behind him. At this time, Zhao Feiyang was killed by James Harden and Patrick Beverley. Clamped.
In this situation, Wiggins decisively made a new choice.
He pulled back a little, then stood directly near the free throw line and jumped up to take a mid-range shot.
Wiggins threw the ball smoothly.
The fans in the audience exclaimed again. Whether on or off the court, everyone's eyes were focused on this shot.
boom.
When the ball hit the basket, many Rockets fans breathed a sigh of relief.
The players under the basket didn't want to think too much. Howard and Clint continued to squeeze together and compete for rebounds. Adrian on the side also pushed away the defensive players behind him.
When the basketball fell out, three inside players jumped up at the same time.
boom.
At the critical moment, Howard still grabbed the rebound very strongly.
After grabbing the basketball with both hands, Howard also tried to dunk under the basket, but before he could jump up, two Rockets big men came up to double-team him.
Helpless, Howard could only move the ball out and give it to Kevin Martin standing in the corner.
Martin didn't hesitate when he got the basketball. At this time, only his position was the best choice.
Especially when he saw that there were only 6.1 seconds left in the live game, Martin directly chose to take a shot from the three-point line in the bottom corner.
Unfortunately, this shot still didn't go in.
Snapped.
When the basketball bounced in the air again, all the Timberwolves players couldn't help but sigh.
The basketball bounced out.
The players under the basket once again entered the competition.
Howard was a step late this time, being caught in the middle and unable to move. When he wanted to get up and jump to fight for the rebound, Clint had already jumped under the basket before him.
"It's over!"
"That's too late!"
Howard sighed.
However, what no one expected was that just when the basketball was about to fall into Clint's hands, a figure suddenly swooped up from behind him.
Under the shocked gazes of countless fans, he leaped high and took off the basketball on Clint's head, then smashed the ball into the basket with a back-up dunk.
boom.
The ball went in.
Zhao Feiyang, who fell into the basket and dunked, also shocked everyone present.
Even the host and commentator in charge of the broadcast were speechless for a while.
"OMG! What happened?"
"Am I dazzled?"
Harden, who was standing outside, looked even more disbelieving.
"Faq! Is this guy a defender?"
"Is he still Chinese? Why is his physical fitness and jumping so strong?"
The ball went in.
107 to 105.
The Timberwolves lead by 2 points.
There are only the last 2.3 seconds left in the game.
The Rockets didn't have time to be stunned. Harden rushed directly to the wing to catch the ball. Clint, who had just been dunked under the basket, immediately stepped over to serve.
Snapped.
Harden successfully received the basketball. Before the Timberwolves players could come up to defend, Harden rushed out with two assists and threw the ball with a super-long shot.
Beep.
At the moment of taking action, the sound of the on-site timer ending sounded.
A moment later, the basketball hit the rim and flew out of bounds, and Harden's final shot failed to save the defeat.
"No!"
There was a sigh.
Rockets fans are obviously not mentally prepared enough to accept the loss of this game, so even if the timer has stopped, many people are still stuck in their previous state.
Harden, who failed to throw the buzzer-beating ball, shook his head helplessly. He didn't even have the intention to shake hands with the Timberwolves players in a symbolic way and just turned around and walked into the player tunnel.
Other Rockets players were also in low spirits.
The fans gradually came to their senses. Many of them did not add insult to injury and did not boo their home team players. However, they did not express any expression and all chose to leave the arena as soon as possible.
"we won!"
"Well done!"
Timberwolves players gathered together to cheer and celebrate.
This is an away game after all, so a group of players walked directly to the locker room. At this moment, whether it was Howard, Adrian, or Zhao Feiyang and Martin LaVine, they all looked extremely happy.
Howard even jumped on Zhao Feiyang's back and asked him to carry him away.
"Hey, man, you should have carried me back...I saw it...you guy didn't believe my three-pointer..."
"And you bastards, you don't even believe in my three-pointer... But I really made it, so this time you guys should treat me to a nightclub to make up for it... ..."
The teammates laughed, and they all made fun of Howard.
"Please! Dwight, your three-point shooting percentage is too low! Believe it or not, my 7-year-old nephew is more accurate than you..."
"Yes, this three-pointer is as good as Michael Jordan's buzzer-beater... But I don't want it to happen again. Dwight, you scared me to death..."
"Dwight, hurry up and go to Las Vegas to gamble. With your luck on the three-pointer, I think you are gambling. You will definitely be able to kill everyone in the field..."
