Logo three-pointer

On the court.

Despite Carlos hitting his mark with a trailing three-pointer, the Celtics' momentum did not wane on their home court.

"Ray!"

With a low growl from Pierce, Rondo quickly dishes out to Ray Allen, who, positioned in the left corner, doesn't hesitate and fires another three-pointer.

"Clang!"

This time, it misses the mark.

But… the Celtics are more than just Ray Allen. The caromed ball is captured by Garnett who immediately powers up a putback, banking it home.

Suns' possession…

Nash controls the ball, threading a pass to Carlos positioned at the left wing. Pierce and Ray Allen quickly double up, looking to trap him.

"Whoosh!"

Carlos smartly swings the ball, finding Curry in the middle, who in turn swings it to Carter in the left corner.

"Swoosh!"

Catching the ball, Carter surges forward, blowing past Rondo, who's a step too late on defense, and soars toward the basket for what looks like an explosive dunk. But faced with timely help defense from Garnett and O'Neal…

"Whoosh!"

Carter opts not to force the issue, instead lobbing the ball mid-air to Frye underneath the rim.

"Boom!"

Frye goes up strong and slams it home.

Comfortably…

Effortlessly…

"Ha-ha, the Suns have showcased excellent team basketball on this play, with all five players touching the ball, illustrating their seamless teamwork. They've not only become formidable but also increasingly in sync, now overshadowing the Thunder as the dark horse of the season," praises Miguel with a smile.

"Yes…"

José agrees enthusiastically, "After all, they've accomplished a 22-game winning streak and climbed to the top of the Western Conference. The Celtics' All-Star five are tough to handle, but the Suns are no pushovers. Tonight's outcome is destined to be decided after a fierce battle."

On the court…

Following a barrage of threes from Ray Allen, Curry, and Carlos, which set the arena ablaze, the offenses of both sides became intensely competitive, exchanging blows in a heated contest.

By the end of the first quarter…

Celtics (33): (35) Suns.

Both teams scored over 30 points, indicating efficient offensive performances. The Suns carried a slim two-point lead into the break.

Quickly...

The second quarter began…

With rotations between the reserves.

Curry, now with George, spearheaded the second unit's offense, while the Celtics deployed Ray Allen alongside Garnett, orchestrating inside and outside plays with their second unit.

George was tasked with guarding Garnett.

Meanwhile, Curry and Ray Allen undoubtedly embarked on another shooting duel.

However… with Curry only in his second year and Ray Allen being the veteran, Curry did not gain the upper hand in the three-point shootout.

After five minutes of rotation.

The Celtics clawed back five points, overtaking the Suns by three.

"Whistle!"

Gentry calls for a timeout, and both starting lineups return to the court, with Ray Allen and Curry taking a breather. Nate Robinson and George remain in play.

The game resumes…

Carlos, coming off a screen set by George at the right wing, steps just beyond the three-point line and, facing Rondo's defensive help, launches a three-pointer.

"Clang!"

It's off the mark…

In the transition, Rondo blitzes downcourt, driving hard to the basket and encountering defensive help from Carter. Then… he kicks out to the other side to Garnett, who takes three steps to the hoop.

"Swoosh!"

A soft layup easily finds the net.

In the following possession, Pierce isolated on the left high post, taking on Carter one-on-one. He bulldozed through Carter, muscling his way to the basket through the crowd and laying the ball gently into the hoop.

"Swoosh!"

It goes in…

Quickly capitalizing on their momentum, with Garnett providing a high pick, Pierce catches the ball in the left corner and pulls up for a three-pointer, drilling it straight through the heart of the basket.

"Swoosh!"

Another one lands…

Scoring 5 consecutive points…

"Swoosh!"

Carlos answers with a quick stop-and-pop jumper on the drive.

But then… O'Neal uses his back to push Frye away under the basket, turns around, and sinks the jumper.

A 9-2 run is given to the Suns, stretching the 3-point lead to a game-high 10-point lead.

"Yay, a 10-point lead at our home court; there's no way the Suns can win tonight."

"10 points aren't enough, but… Go Celtics, push harder, turn it into a 20-point lead and finish off the Suns."

"End the Suns' winning streak."

The home Celtics fans are getting excited.

Up in the stands…

Wall squints his eyes, "Just a 10-point lead isn't enough. The Celtics can't afford to let their guard down. That kid Carlos, he really has the ability to turn things around!"

And the carefree Howard, on seeing the Suns down by 10, is visibly happy, almost wishing he had a megaphone to cheer for the Celtics. He's so eager to see the Suns trailing.

He wants to see Carlos lose.

That way Carlos's spotlight could be dimmed!

"Boom!"

A quick Celtics offense raises the energy of the home crowd even further, not only holding a 10-point lead but completely dominating the court.

"Whistle!"

Gentry calls for a timeout to slow down the Celtics' momentum.

After the timeout…

Curry returns to the floor.

"Snap!"

Carlos catches the ball on the left wing, facing Pierce. The home crowd's hisses grow louder, implying that rookie Carlos is no match for Pierce and is about to get destroyed.

However, compared to the Jazz's home court jeers, these don't faze Carlos in the slightest.

But then…

"Whoosh!"

When everyone assumes Carlos will go one-on-one with Pierce, he suddenly passes the ball to the middle. Curry catches the pass, but fumbles it momentarily…

In a rush, he chases after the ball, recovering it before it crosses the half-court line. A close call on the pass from Carlos nearly results in a turnover.

"Whoosh!"

Curry dishes it to Nash on the other side, who sizes up Rondo, trying to catch him off-guard with an abrupt three-pointer.

But…

Rondo, with his exceptional wingspan, doesn't just react promptly. Standing at 185 cm with a wingspan of 213 cm, his 28 cm advantage is formidable.

"Slap!"

Rondo swats Nash's attempt right out of the air.

"Great defense!"

"Way to go, Rondo!"

Another solid block gets the home crowd roaring.

The ball is sent flying, and Curry hustles past half-court to secure it. However, only 5.3 seconds remain on the shot clock.

"Swoosh!"

Curry, crossing half-court to the logo area, pushes forward and lets fly a desperate logo three-pointer.

Everyone knows it's a forced shot, with players like Frye and Garnett underneath ready to fight for the rebound.

But the spinning ball arcs towards the basket.

"Bang!"

"Swoosh!"

The first sound is the ball hitting dead center on the backboard; the second is the ball swishing through the net.

Curry nails the logo three-pointer.

"What?!"

"No way?!"

"Lucky shot—"

"More than lucky, that was just great."

The home crowd is speechless, thinking Curry's shot was incredibly lucky. And then… on the next play, Carlos, holding the ball, slowly approaches the logo area.

"Whoosh!"

Under the disbelieving gaze of countless fans, he raises his hand for another three-pointer.

Like shooting fish in a barrel!

Smooth as silk!

"Swoosh!"

Following Curry's hot hand, Carlos too hits a logo three-pointer, again a swish, an immaculate shot right through the heart of the hoop!