NBA: A collection of super busts

83: 82!

After Ye Feng's spike, the gap between the two sides was only 1 point.

There were only 37 seconds left in the game!

If Marquette can stop this attack, then they will have a chance to win the game!

"Defense! Defense! Defense! 1-3-1!" After a brief shout and celebration, Ye Feng quickly directed his teammates to defend and get into position.

Kansas has no more pauses!

He hasn't forgotten that.

Hinrich controlled the basketball and quickly dribbled it across half-court despite the defense, but once he was past half-court, he immediately calmed down, directed his teammates to take their positions, and shouted out tactics.

Clearly, they want to play the full 30 seconds of offensive time, regardless of whether they make the shot or not, they want to run down the clock as much as possible.

With 17 seconds left in the game, Hinrich called for a pick and roll, and then faced Ye Feng after the pick and roll. He immediately started dribbling between his legs to find his rhythm, and then suddenly accelerated, trying to get past Ye Feng.

Unfortunately, Ye Feng's defense was impenetrable. Hinrich's speed and physical attributes were not top-notch, and after failing to penetrate, he could only pass the ball out again to Miles, who then accelerated towards the basket once more.

This time, he was blocked by both Townsend and Ye Feng, who quickly recovered. He immediately passed the ball to Hinrich, who had already retreated from the three-point line, and he finally got a shot opportunity.

"Ignore him, this softie has no shot!" Ye Feng shouted as he accelerated at full speed, rushing from under the basket to the three-point line in the blink of an eye. He jumped high and tried his best to interfere with Hinrich's shot.

Ye Feng wasn't sure if his double interference had affected Sinrich, but that was all he could do.

"That was great defense! Ye followed me from the perimeter to the basket, then helped defend under the basket, and then rushed out for a three-pointer! That mobility reminds me of Kevin Garnett!" Wilmarcus said, "That three-pointer..."

"Bang!"

Another muffled thud, the pop-up failed!

Townsend leaped with all his might under the basket and slapped the ball away: "Dwayne!"

After successfully receiving the ball, Wade immediately accelerated backwards.

The last 12.5 seconds!

"Get back on defense! Get back on defense!" The Kansas coach couldn't sit still any longer. He jumped up and down on the sidelines, shouting to remind his players to chase after the ball with all their might.

In the blink of an eye, Wade had driven to the basket, with only 6.4 seconds left in the game.

At the same time, Langford, Hinrich, and Myers formed a triple-team around him.

He was completely surrounded and had no chance to make a comfortable move.

"Just gently support him with your left hand." It was at this moment that Ye Feng's voice reached Wade's ears. He didn't need to think or hesitate at all. He understood his partner and trusted his father even more!

He quickly threw the basketball, and Ye Feng, who was unguarded, caught it not far from him.

But his left hand didn't just gently support him as he said.

He was in that machine gun-carrying pose again, knees slightly bent, and then he threw the ball.

The moment the shot was made, the entire arena fell silent. Both Kansas supporters and Marquette fans were quiet, awaiting the final verdict.

But their quiet was destined not to last.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, the basketball swished precisely into the basket!

"Roar roar roar!"

The moment the basketball swished through the hoop, the entire stadium erupted in a frenzied, deafening cheer. The small number of Marquette fans erupted in a cheer that rivaled the deafening roar of a nuclear explosion.

"Got it! Game-winning! Game-winning!" Wilmarcus shouted. "This is absolutely the most explosive comeback in NCAA March Madness history! A perfect game!"

"3.3 seconds left!" Smith said even more cautiously, "Kansas still has a chance!"

"Defense! Defense! Stay put! Don't let anyone slip through!" Ye Feng, who had just scored the game-winning goal, didn't celebrate. He quickly spread his arms to interfere with Kansas's baseline shot, and the rest of the Marquette players immediately got into defensive mode as well.

Kansas players sprinted frantically to get a chance to receive the ball, while Marquette's men were determined to keep up, gritting their teeth and chasing relentlessly. Even Novak unleashed incredible energy, keeping up with Langford and preventing him from receiving the ball.

5, 4, 3, 2...

The referee's large hand swung down mercilessly, regardless of the feelings of either side. His hand was like the coldest, most ruthless machine, swinging down with precision and determination.

Just when everyone was incredibly tense, and both sides were fully engaged in offense and defense, and just when Kansas was about to commit a 5-second violation, Hinrich suddenly made a choice that he would regret for the rest of his life.

"pause!"

Hinrich gestured to the referee to call a timeout.

The referee instinctively agreed and gestured for Kansas to call a timeout.

Then he suddenly realized.

You guys have a ridiculous pause.

"Technical foul!"

The referee, realizing what was happening, didn't hesitate and, according to the rules, gave Hinrich a technical foul.

If the team that did not have a timeout requests a timeout, they will be called for a technical foul, and the opposing team will be given a free throw and possession.

"What is he doing?" Wilmarcus exclaimed incredulously. "He's made a stupid mistake! The calmest, most rational guy in all of college basketball has made a stupid mistake!"

"Webber would probably shed tears if he saw this," Smith said with a smile. "Back then, Michigan lost a championship they could have won because of this, and tonight, Hinrich has destroyed the team's last hope."

Hinrich held his head in his hands, his face filled with disbelief. Then he realized what a stupid thing he had done, and disbelief quickly turned into regret, guilt, and pain.

Ruined.

A desperate Hinrich stared blankly, as if he had done the most foolish thing in the world.

"Don't be too disappointed, it's not necessary." Ye Feng walked to his side and patted him on the shoulder.

"I haven't reached the point where I need your comfort." Xinliqi stubbornly shook off Ye Feng's hand, lowered his head, and his face was covered in so much water that no one could tell whether it was sweat or tears.

"Who's comforting you?" Ye Feng said with a smile. "I'm here to mock you."

"Even without that technical foul, you were going to lose anyway. You couldn't have done it."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he ignored Hinrich and strode towards the free throw line. Then he raised his foot and kicked Wade in the butt, who was already standing there.

"What are you doing?" Wade turned around and looked at Ye Feng with a displeased expression.

"Get lost." Ye Feng waved his hand: "What kind of free throw shooting ability do you have standing here?"

"If I don't punish them, are you the one who will?"

"It's not your turn anyway!" Ye Feng said. "You didn't even make 70% of your free throws tonight, and you still have the nerve to stand here. When are you going to have any shame?"

"Steve, come here!"