This penetrating cold implanting fear deeply into everyone's heart.
After the attack, Roger ran back to his half court and guarded by Artest: "Ron, why don't you keep talking! Now, still dreaming of drowning me?"
Artest didn't say anything, losing his previous arrogance completely.
He didn't understand why Roger, who hadn't scored in four minutes, suddenly regained his energy.
Moreover, it seemed that this energy would continue.
Big Ben knew if Ron Artest began to be silent, it showed he's losing confidence.
He tried to awaken Artest with a shout: "Hey, do you want New York's tragedy to happen again? Buck up!"
This sentence filled Artest's eyes with fighting spirit again.
"Roger, don't think you're stable!"
Great, Roger liked Artest's current state.
If a prey loses its willingness to resist early, the hunt loses its meaning.
The game continued, Pistons were now trailing by 4 points. In tonight's game rhythm, this is a gap that keeps one on tenterhooks.
