Chapter 252: Our Dynasty.
The Heat's next possession fell apart in dramatic fashion when Durant, driving to the basket, dribbled the ball off his own foot and out of bounds. It was clear Han Sen's consecutive clutch plays weren't just fueling the Grizzlies' morale—they were suffocating the Heat's confidence.
Realizing the shift, Spoelstra quickly called a timeout.
Han Sen slumped onto the bench, draping a towel over his head as if retreating into his own world. After a moment, the team doctor approached with a portable oxygen tank. Han took a couple of deep breaths before nodding, signaling he was ready to head back out.
The camera caught him as he rose, igniting a ripple of excitement through the arena.
Even when down 3–1 in the series, Heat fans had clung to hope. Their team wasn't just skilled; they were well-conditioned, built for endurance. But now, watching a visibly drained Han Sen—his body barely holding on, yet his spirit refusing to break—they felt something new.
Despair.
The unshakable realization crept in: We can't beat this man.
Back on the court, Wade earned a pair of free throws after colliding with Marc Gasol in the paint. Rising with a heavy sigh, Wade's determination remained unbroken. He sank both shots, trimming the Grizzlies' lead to five, 98–93.
Han Sen's next shot rimmed out, but Marc Gasol grabbed the offensive rebound, muscled through Perkins, and converted the putback with a foul. Gasol roared triumphantly after the play, pounding his chest.
For the Grizzlies, this wasn't just a game. Winning for Han tonight was a mission.
Han, leaning forward with his hands on his knees, exchanged a fist bump with Gasol before forcing himself upright. Gasol's free throw was good, pushing the lead to eight.