Previously, only eight teams in NBA history were able to complete a comeback from 3-1 down. And in the history of the NBA Finals, there has never been such an example.

While the Heat's Big Three do look like they have the ability to make history, the Mavericks, who have all but touched the O'Brien Cup, aren't going to let that happen to Dallas.

Although James threatens that he and the Heat can make history, the difficulty of making history is so great that it cannot be created by casual talk. For the first time, experts from all walks of life questioned the Heat's Big Three, and in retrospect, people acknowledged the strength of the Mavericks for the first time.

"Great, great, great! Dirk. Nowitzki's performance in the series was nothing short of great! He was always able to step up when it mattered. Even with a high fever of 38° yesterday, Dirk still ended everything with a two-handed slam. The Mavericks and Nowitzki have always been looked down upon, but now, everything has changed. The Mavericks will have a good chance of claiming their first championship in franchise history. Nowitzki's historical status will certainly be greatly enhanced as a result. "On one of TNT's shows, Reggie. Miller gave Nowitzki a high rating. Of course, almost the whole world is now shocked by Nowitzki's performance, and few people will come forward to call him a "soft egg".

"The scariest thing about the Mavericks is that they're not just strong, they're endlessly potential. Although the overall age structure of this team is on the older side, the performance of this young man will undoubtedly allow the Mavericks to continue to be competitive in the future. While Nowitzki is at the top, their next leader is thriving. Such a good team structure is very rare in the entire league. Nelson Jr. deserves to be named Manager of the Year, and the Dallas Mavericks may have more titles in the future! "Chris. Webber is more interested in the future of the Mavericks, and perhaps the blue team will build a new dynasty in the NBA.

After yesterday's game, the whole world seemed to have changed. In the past, the Heat Big Three was the topic of discussion. And now, the Dallas Mavericks have become a sweet tooth.

Wen Xue has changed many TV stations at home, most of which are talking about the Mavericks and her son.

The playoffs are a brutal battleground, but at the same time, they are also the best stage for making a name for themselves. After this baptism of the playoffs, the Mavericks have officially told everyone that they have entered the top ranks of the league!

There are endless discussions about the Mavericks in the outside world, and the Mavericks are naturally very relaxed and happy inside.

Nowitzki's fever had been cured, and even he thought last night's experience was too crazy. Everyone also put down the frowning brows of the previous few days and talked and laughed on the training ground.

Kidd started teaching Yiyang new things again, and seemed to be back in the regular season. Terry still makes fun of Yiyang from time to time, but of course, in the end, it is always himself who is ridiculed.

Looking at the bursts of laughter from the players on the field, Carlisle, who had two dark circles under his eyes, was in a much better mood.

"You didn't sleep well during the finals, did you?" Stotts and Carlisle chatted, and it seemed that in an instant, all the stress had vanished.

"There's never been a day where I slept more than four hours, but thankfully, those days are finally coming to an end." Carlisle can now come up with a lot of Heat tactics with his eyes closed, and it's fair to say that he knows everything about the Heat right now. But the price to pay for these things is to work day and night. Lead the team to train during the day and study the footage at night. Even while Nowitzki was sick, Carlisle spent the night in the hospital. But as long as those efforts pay off, Carlisle has no regrets.

"Tomorrow, man. If nothing else, this life should end tomorrow! The players looked relaxed and relaxed. ”

"Just don't let go of it." Carlisle frowned, but quickly unleashed again. His team never plays with fire.

Tomorrow night, hopefully it all ends in Dallas!

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"Slow down, slow down! Yes, slow down! On the other side, in the parking lot underneath the arena at the American Route Center, Mavericks owner Mark Brown. Cuban and the team's general manager, Donnie. Nelson turned into a "security guard" in the parking lot, directing workers to unload a wooden box from a truck.

The workers carefully lowered the wooden box to the ground, and Kuban stared at the wooden box with fascination. The fat man was as if he was enchanted and was deeply attracted by the wooden box.

"I can...... Can you open it up and show me? Kuban finally looked away from the wooden box and asked the workers in charge of the handling.

"As you wish, sir." The worker readily agreed to Kuban's request and picked up a shovel to pry open the lid of the wooden box.

Cuban felt his legs tremble, and he slowly approached the wooden box, his eyes drawn into it. A flash of golden light shook so much that Kuban almost couldn't open his eyes.

The wooden box was surrounded by a lot of sawdust to protect it, and in the middle of the sawdust, the golden O'Brien Cup lay quietly there, waiting for its owner to take it away.

"Look at Donnie, how pretty!" Kuban swallowed and almost wanted to reach out and take the trophy out of the box.

Because tomorrow's game will most likely determine the championship, the NBA official airlifted the trophy to Dallas a day in advance. This time I came to Dallas not to copy a fake for convenience, this O'Brien Cup is the real thing!

"Do you like it?" Little Nelson on the side looked at Cuban, and the guy was happier than seeing the green flowers.

"Of course!"

"After tomorrow, this trophy will appear in your showroom. You can look at it however you want in the future, and no one will stop you. ”

"Hey, I hope so. No, they can! Kuban said, closing the lid of the wooden box. The championship has been pursued for so many years, and now, it is finally within reach!

Stay in Dallas, Trophy, and don't keep running any further!

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For fans who have nothing to do, time passes slowly before the final, but for those who want to play early and prepare for it, time flies......

After lunch, the bustling team nutrition cafeteria was quiet again, and there were more and more reporters wandering inside and outside the stadium.

In the afternoon, the players were still very serious during the confrontational training. It is clear to all of them what tomorrow means for them. It was a big scene, it was a big day for them. Just one more win, one more damn game, and it's all over!

After the afternoon training, the players went home early, even Carlisle, who likes to work overtime. For tomorrow night's game, they will have to recharge.

Before disbanding, Carlisle dragged out a tactical whiteboard, as if to give everyone a simple tactical meeting.

Everyone was staring intently at Carlisle, and they all thought their manager had found another winning trick.

Carlyle didn't speak, but picked up a marker and wrote on his own.

"In tomorrow's game, the plan is to win, and plan B is to lose! I'm a very democratic manager, and now you're telling me that you prefer to play with that scheme! ”

“A！” Almost all of them answered in unison.

"Very good, then tomorrow we will follow through Plan A to the end! We're not going to Miami anymore, guys. Tomorrow, let me be in Dallas, and end this damn fight! ”

"Roar!"

Stotts looked at the imposing players and couldn't help but admire Carlisle from the bottom of his heart. People think that Carlisle is a master tactician, but in fact, Carlisle is a master of psychology that mobilizes the emotions of players.

Before the game even started, Carlisle was pouring petrol on the players' heads. I believe that the fireworks in the arena of the American Route Center tomorrow will be very beautiful.

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On the last night before the game, Yiyang didn't get a good night's sleep. He had a very strange dream, he heard a lot of people shouting around him, most of their faces were indistinct, his voices were inaudible, and there was a lot of noise around him.

Suddenly, Wade was killed. Yiyang realized that he was on the basketball court, and Wade had broken through himself with great speed.

In the next second, "The Flash" made a stop-and-go jump shot. At the same time, an electronic beep sounded, and the game was over, and James raised his arms and began to celebrate the victory.

"What are you doing!? Also! How can you make the opponent score so easily? Carlisle's yelling came from the sidelines.

Yiyang looked at Nowitzki again, and the German shook his head helplessly with a disappointed face.

He was managed to score by Wade, and Wade, killed the game!

After that, the lights suddenly dimmed. He saw the O'Brien Cup appear in front of his eyes, but the trophy seemed to be sucked away by the bottomless abyss, farther and farther away, until it disappeared.

"No!" Yiyang yelled and sat up from the bed suddenly. At this time, Yiyang was sweating profusely, and his chest rose and fell violently.

He looked at the time, half past three in the morning. Luckily, everything was just a dream. Without Wade's stunner, there was no defeat in the game. The O'Brien Cup won't disappear into thin air.

Could it be that this dream is a sign that tomorrow's decisive battle will be lost? Thinking of this, Yiyang shook his head violently.

It's unlucky!

Yiyang lay back in bed and recalled the process from the beginning of his entry into the NCAA to the NBA Finals.

Dreams seem to be a kind of prediction of people's fate. But if fate really existed, it would be impossible to do so many unbelievable things.

According to the arrangement of fate, Yiyang should spend his life in poverty in the Wood District. Maybe one day join some Chinese gang and die in a pool of blood on the street, or you may be inside the bars of a prison and look out the window at the blue sky.

But what is your life like now? Destiny? Destiny is always in your own hands!

Thinking of this, Yiyang fell asleep again in a vague way. That dream doesn't mean anything at all, Yiyang doesn't believe in fate, he only believes in his own hands.

O'Brien Cup, I won't be able to keep you waiting too long.

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