Who Allowed You to Show Off Like That?

Han got a bonus free throw.

He took the ball and took a deep breath.

That last dunk had already drained his energy. He had to tighten his muscles once again.

This free throw was crucial.

The Michigan State University fans in the stadium were doing everything they could to distract him.

"I bet you won't make this shot," Green stood on one side of the free-throw line, trying to throw Hansen off with words.

"$500,000?" Han Sen paused his free throw, looked at Green with a smile.

Green's eyes widened, and he was left speechless.

Does Han have half a million dollars?

Clearly, he doesn't, but neither does Green.

Unless you're Bronny, how would a college student have that kind of money?

It was more of a psychological battle between the two.

And Han clearly had the upper hand.

Swish!

He nailed the critical free throw.

50 to 51.

With just a minute left in the game, Barry University had once again closed the gap to 1 point!

At this point, Khalil's gaze locked onto Han Sen once more.

But this time, the feeling was completely different from before the game.

Han's talent wasn't exactly outstanding, but his game temperament was incredibly captivating.

An interesting thought: if Jordan always passed the ball in clutch moments, would he still be considered the "God of Basketball"?

Having the guts to attack in critical moments, even in an unexpected way that isn't your strong suit, is a rare quality in a player.

Michigan State University's possession. Lucas held the ball on the perimeter, running down the clock.

In the NCAA, a possession lasts 35 seconds. If they used up the full minute, each team would only have one offensive opportunity left.

With about 10 seconds left on the shot clock, Lucas used Moore's screen to drive into the paint. His contested shot drew a defensive foul from O'Neal.

The crowd erupted in cheers.

With 30 seconds left in the game, Michigan State University was still leading and had two free throws coming up. The outcome of the game seemed almost certain.

Lucas stepped up to the free-throw line.

"God wore #23, not #17," Green kept talking to Han from the opposite side of the line.

Clang!

Lucas missed the first free throw.

Izzo hadn't dared to sub him out in the second half, and now he was exhausted.

"If God knew you were also wearing #23, he would've changed his jersey number," Han teased with a playful grin.

Green's face turned red with frustration. He wore #23 because of LeBron, not Jordan!

Lucas made his second free throw, and Barry University called a timeout.

50 to 52, a 2-point game. Lucas' 1-for-2 free throws had given Barry University one last chance.

Coming out of the timeout, Han started moving in a figure-eight pattern on the court.

But he couldn't get the ball!

Theus' play was the same as before— give the ball to Han, with multiple screens set for him.

But Izzo's defensive adjustment was just as decisive. They were fully committed to denying him the ball, even if it meant giving someone else a chance.

With time running out, Rondo had no choice but to drive to the basket himself.

He was fast, but Moore was still in the paint. Rondo threw up a floater over Moore's defense.

There was some contact in the air, but the referee didn't blow the whistle.

Clang!

The ball bounced off the front rim.

Barry University had missed their last opportunity.

Or had they?

O'Neal grabbed the offensive rebound!

The absence of Sutton was showing again. Michigan State University's interior defense had dropped a level.

There were less than 5 seconds left in the game.

O'Neal didn't immediately put the ball back up. Instead, he waited for Michigan State's defenders to collapse, then kicked it out to Han on the perimeter.

It wasn't just a matter of trust— O'Neal knew that even if he scored two points and sent the game to overtime, Barry University, with their exhausted lineup, wouldn't stand a chance of winning.

Giving the ball to him was Theus' plan during the timeout, and it was their only hope of victory.

The ball flew straight toward Han, but Green's defensive instincts were sharp. He immediately followed the ball and rushed towards him.

By the time the ball reached Han Sen, Green was already in front of him.

Han quickly went into his shooting motion.

Green didn't jump. He knew Han still had time to pump-fake.

Green's defensive IQ was on full display, but what he didn't expect was that Hansen would actually jump and shoot!

When Han saw Green rushing at him, he initially thought about faking, but he changed his mind after seeing Green's reaction.

In the battle between offense and defense, defense is always reactive.

Green was forced to jump, but it was too late. Even though he had a longer wingspan, the earlier and one had shown that he couldn't stop Han Sen's shot in these situations.

Straight arms, a flick of the wrist.

The ball spun past Green's fingertips and flew toward the basket.

Han's eyes were filled with confidence.

Just like he had told Theus, he had worked all summer for this moment.

The crowd held their breath.

Time seemed to slow down— was that the sound of a heartbeat?

Swish!

A crisp sound.

The ball peaked and started its descent, finally sinking through the net like a cannonball.

The crowd was stunned.

The Barry University bench erupted in celebration.

The Michigan State University players were in complete disbelief.

53 to 52!

Hansen had made the game-winning shot!

Well, he still left Michigan State University 0.2 seconds on the clock.

That 0.2 seconds was the ultimate insult, as 0.2 seconds was officially considered not enough time to get a shot off in basketball.

Izzo didn't call a timeout, because it didn't matter anymore.

The referees still forced the teams to play out the last 0.2 seconds.

For Michigan State University's players, this was like a public execution.

Moore inbounded the ball, but before it even reached Lucas, Han stole it.

Barry University had won the game!

With the ball in his hands, Han ran around the court like a wild horse.

His teammates chased after him in a frenzy.

Even the players from the bench had stormed the court.

Only Theus remained standing on the sidelines, his fists clenched, his eyes gleaming with intensity.

All their desires had become reality in that moment.

A Division II team, had defeated the fifth-ranked team in Division I.

They had done it!

Hansen ran all the way to the scorer's table.

Then, in a move no one saw coming, he jumped onto the table.

Once up there, he held the ball in one hand and raised his other fist high into the air.

Everyone in the stadium was dumbfounded.

At this point, Wade hadn't yet made his infamous leap onto the Heat's scorer's table.